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THE 


JUL  ':"■  1921 


Calvary  Hymnal 


FOR 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL,  PRAYER  MEETING,  AND  CHURCH 

SERVICE 


BY 

ROBERT   STUART   MACARTHUR,   D.D. 

AND 

KATE   S?CH1TTENDEN 


SILVER,   BURDETT   &    CO.,   PUBLISHERS 

New  York  BOSTON  Chicago 

1894 


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"^tng  unto  t!}c  Horti,  ©  yr  faints  of 
f^ts;  anti  gitir  tjanfts  at  tijc  rememijrancr 
of  |i?ts  tolmess." 


Copiirigbt,  1831,    bn 

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8^veface♦ 


As  David  in  his  later  years  wrote  new  psalms,  being  unable  to  find  full 
expression  for  his  emotions  in  the  lyrics  composed  in  his  youth,  so 
the  Church  of  Christ  in  each  century,  and  even  in  each  decade,  will 
require  new  manuals  of  devotion.  Again,  as  long  as  the  religious  spirit 
is  active  it  will  be  discovering  new  and  even  richer  lines  of  thought  and 
forms  of  devotional  expression,  and  these  should  be  permanently  added  to 
existing  stores  of  spiritual  life  and  utterance.  Therefore  the  hymnal  of  a 
preceding  decade,  however  perfectly  it  was  adapted  to  the  needs  of  its  own 
time,  will  be  found  more  or  less  imperfect  as  a  medium  of  the  utterance  of 
the  present  hour,  and  must  be  superseded  by  others,  as  it  took  the  place  of 
those  which  went  before. 

In  the  present  compilation  the  attempt  has  been  made  to  present  a 
completer  exposition  of  the  devotional  spirit  of  the  present  era  than  is 
found  in  the  preceding  works  of  its  class,  and  also  to  gather  into  the 
psalmody  of  the  Sunday-school,  the  prayer-meeting,  and  the  services  of  the 
church,  the  choicest  of  the  poetical  and  musical  creations  of  the  current 
decade,  as  well  as  those  of  earlier  times. 

It  may  be  permitted  to  the  editors  to  say  that  they  have  labored  together, 
the  one  as  pastor  of  the  Calvary  Church,  the  other  as  organist  and  director 
of  the  music,  for  the  past  twelve  years.  They  have  shown  how  it  is  possible 
to  make  the  preaching  and  the  singing  in  a  church  harmonious  parts  of 
Divine  worship,  and  how  each  may  help  the  other  in  contributing  to  the 
common  end,  —  the  good  of  the  people  and  the  glory  of  God.  There  ought 
to  be,  and  there  will  be  in  every  properly  conducted  church  service,  the 
most  perfect  harmony  between  the  pastor  and  the  choir.  Much  contained 
in  this  volume  has  been  practically  tested  under  their  direction  in  "the 
service  of  song  in  the  house  of  the  Lord."  This  selection  is  now  sent  forth 
with  the  hope  that  it  may  contribute  to  the  honor  of  Christ,  who  "sang  a 
hymn"  with  the  disciples  in  the  upper  room  on  one  of  the  tenderest  occasions 
of  his  earthly  life,  and  also  that  it  may  lead  many  to  begin  the  song  of  praise 
here  which  they  shall  continue  to  sing  as  "the  new  song"  in  heaven. 

THE    EDITORS. 
New  York,  1891. 


Contents* 


An  Order  of  Service  for  Sunday  Schools       Pages  v-xi 

HVMNS  NUMBER 

The  Lord's  Day 1-4 

Morning 5-g 

Evening 10-21 

Worship 22-49 

The  Scriptures 50-52 

God  and  the  Trinity , 53-57 

Christ's  Birth 58-73 

Christ's  Sufferings 74-79 

Christ's  Resurrection 80-86 

Chirst's  Reign 87-106 

The  Holy  Spirit 107-115 

Invitation 116-125 

Repentance  and  Faith 126-143 

Conflict 144-161 

Work  for  Christ 162-163 

Aspiration        164-189 

Consecration        190-214 

Trust '. 215-257 

Communion  with  Christ 258-276 

The  Church               277-283 

Missions 284-288 

Special  Occasions , 289-298 

The  New  Jerusalem 299-308 

Children's  Hymns 309-325 

Chants 326-336 

Index  of  First  Lines  of  Hymns Pages  241-244 


Order  of  Service 

For  Sunday- Schools 

(Doors  Closed 

VOLUNTARY,  .  .  .  .  .  School  comes  to  order,  all  seated 

OPENIA^G  SER I  'ICE,  -  -  -  As  Siipci-hiteiidcut  rises,  the  whole  School  stands 

Sitpt.  Repeats. — "The  Lord  is  in  His  holy  temple;  let  all  the  people  praise  Ilim." 
THE  FOLLOWING  DOXOLOGY,     -  -  -  -  Sung  by  the  whole  School  standing 

Edward  Osier  -  N^aumann 


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Inter viediate  Dcpt.  Repeat.  —  "  This  is  none  other  but  the  House  of  God." 

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it  holy." 

Primary  Dept.  Repeat.  —  "  The  Lord  blessed  the  Sabbath  Day,  and  hallowed  it." 

Supt.  Repeats.  —  God's  People  should  be  Holy.     "  Ye  shall  be  holy,  for  \,  the  Lord, 
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All  Repeat.  —  "Sanctify  yourselves,  therefore,  and  be  ye  holy." 


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HYMN, 

Copyright,  1891,  by  Silver,  Burdett  &  Co.  vii 


School  seated 


THE  DECALOGUE   AXD   RESPONSES. 


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ExOBUS  20  :  3-17. 

I. 

Thou  shalt  have  no  other  gods  before  me. 

II. 

Thou  shalt  not  make  unto  thee  anj'  graven  image,  or  any  likeness  of  anything  that  is  in 
heaven  above,  or  that  is  in  the  earth  beneath,  or  that  is  in  the  water  under  the  earth;  thou 
shalt  not  bow  down  thyself  to  them,  nor  serve  them;  for  I  the  Lord  thy  God  am  a  jealous 
God,  visiting  the  iniquity  of  tlie  fathers  upon  the  children  unto  the  third  and  fourth  gen- 
eration of  them  that  hate  me  ;  and  showing  mercy  unto  thousands  of  them  that  love  me, 
and  keep  my  commandments. 

III. 

Thou  shalt  not  take  the  name  of  the  Lord  thy  God  in  vain ;  for  the  Lord  will  not  hold 
him  guiltless  that  taketh  his  name  in  vain. 

IV. 

Remember  the  Sabbath  day  to  keep  it  holy.  Six  days  shalt  thou  labor  and  do  all  thy 
work ;  but  the  seventh  day  is  the  Sabbath  of  the  Lord  thy  God  ;  in  it  thou  shalt  not  do  any 
work,  thou,  nor  thy  son,  nor  thy  daughter,  thy  man-servant,  nor  thy  maid-servant,  nor  thy 
cattle,  nor  thy  stranger  that  is  within  thy  gates  :  for  in  six  days  the  Lord  made  heaven  and 
earth,  the  sea,  and  all  that  in  them  is,  and  rested  the  seventh  day :  wherefore  the  Lord 
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VI. 


Thou  shalt  not  kill. 

Thou  shalt  not  commit  adultery. 

Thou  shalt  not  steal. 


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Thou  shalt  not  bear  false  witness  against  thy  neighbor. 

X. 

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his  man-servant,  nor  his  maid-servant,  nor  his  ox,  nor  his  ass,  nor  anything  that  is  thy 
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READING  OF  THE  LESSON, 
GLORIA  PATRI, 


Snperinteudcnt  and  School  reading  alicrtiatc  verses 

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HYMN, 

OFFERING, 

Win.  A.  Cauldwell 
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At  the  close  of  the  prayer,  a  phrase  of  soft  music. 

Musical  leader  will  signal  School  when  to  rise 
Received  by  teachers  during  the  singing  of  the  following  :  — 

English 


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And      the  seeds    that    thus     are  sown 
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May  we     hear     glad  words  from  Thee, 


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LESSOX  STUDY. 


WARNING  BELL, 


Bill  teaching  continues  until  signal  for  change  by 


PL4N0  OK  ORGAN  PRELUDE, 


Classes  get  into  order  immediately 


HYMN  OR   EXERCISE, 


By  Primary  Department  or  General  School 


REMARK'S  ON  LESSON. 


HYMN,         •         School  standing,  Library  books  distributed,  Money  envelopes  and  Class  books  collected 


REPORT  OF  ATTENDANCE   AND  ANNOUNCEMENTS. 


CLOSING,   WITH  SILENT  PRAYER. 


At  the  end,  all  repeating:  "The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy 
going  out  and  thy  coming  in  from  this  time  forth,  and  even 
for  evermore." 

Or  the  folloiving :  "The  Lord  watch  between  me  and  thee, 
when  we  are  absent  one  from  another." 


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anti  mto  Ms  courts  ixittlj  praise:  tic  t|)aitk= 
fill  unto  Mm  antf  tilcss  Ms  name/* 


XLbc  Calpar^  Ib^mnal 


T//£  LORD'S  DAY 


J  JVelcofne,  Sacred  Day  of  Rest 

William  Browne  R.  S.  Ambrose 


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2.  Gra  -  cious  Lord !    we   love      this   day, 


Sweet     re  -  pose 
When     we    hear 


from  world  -  ly    care ; 
Thy     ho     -    ly    word; 


Day        a  -  bove      all    days      the  best. 
When     we     sing     Thy  praise,  and  pray, 


When     our  souls 
Earth     can     no 


for  heaven  pre  -  pare ; 
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THE  LORD'S  DA  Y 


O  Day  of  Rest  and  Gladness 


C.  Wo7-dsworth 


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The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul  refreshing  streams. 


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3  New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  Spirits  of  the  blest; 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises. 

To  Father,  and  to  Son ; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  Thee,  blest  Three  in  One. 


Safely  through  another  IVeek 


Tune — Sahbatli  Moni     G  major 

1  Safely  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 

Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 
Waiting  in  His  courts  to-day  : 

Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 
Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name. 

Show  Thy  reconciling  face — 
Take  away  our  sins  and  shame, 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, — 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  Thee. 


3  Here  we  come  Thy  name  to  praise  ; 
Let  us  feel  Thy  presence  near; 

May  Thy  glory  meet  our  eyes. 
While  we  in  Thy  house  appear : 

Here  afford  us.  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  Thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  for  all  complaints  : 

Thus  let  all  our  Sabbath's  prove, 
Till  we  rest  in  Thee  above. 

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THE  LORD'S  DA  Y 

This  is  tJic  Day  the  Lord  Hath  Made 


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2  To-day  He  rose  and  left  the  dead. 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  His  triumphs  spread, 

And  all  His  wonders  tell. 


4  Bless'd  be  the  Lord,  Who  conies  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  His  Father's  name, 

To  save  our  sinful  race. 


3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  Holy  Son  ! 
Make  haste  to  help  us,  Lord,  and  brin* 

Salvation  from  Thy  Throne. 


5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
The  Church  on  earth  can  raise : 

The  highest  heav'ns  in  which  He  reigns 
Shall  give  Him  nobler  praise. 


MORNING 


Lord  God  of  Morning  and  of  Night 


Francis  Turner  Palgrave 


H.  W.  Baker 


1.  Lord  God    of  morn-ing     and      of    night,  We  thank  Thee  for 

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3  Yet,  whilst  Thy  will  we  would  pursue, 
Oft  what  we  would  we  cannot  do ; 
The  sun  may  stand  in  zenith  skies, 
But  on  the  soul  thick  midnight  lies. 


4  O  Lord  of  lights,  'tis  Thou  alone 
Canst  make  our  darkened  hearts  Thine  own ; 
Though  this  new  day  with  joy  we  see, 
O  Dawn  of  God,  we  cry  for  Thee  I 


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New  Every  Morning  is  the  Love 


1  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove  ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought. 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies  each  returning  day 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray  ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

3  If,  on  our  daily  course,  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 


New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task. 
Will  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask  ; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves  ;  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

5  Only,  O  Lord,  in  Thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above. 
And  help  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

John  Keble 


MORNING 

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2  Thou  wakedst  me  from  sleep  ; 
Shine  on  this  mind  and  heart, 

And  touch  my  tongue,  that  I  among 

Thy  choir  may  take  my  part ; 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  Trinity  adored! 
In  Thy  pitying  mercy  show  me  mercy.  Lord. 

3  The  Judge  will  come  with  speed, 
And  each  man's  deeds  be  known ; 
Our  trembling  cry  shall  rise  on  high 
At  midnight  to  Thy  Throne  ; 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy!   King  of  saints  adored! 

In  the  hour  of  judgment  show  us  mercy,  Lord. 


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Our  path  of  trial  safely  trod. 

Shall  give  the  glory  to  our  God. 

5  All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be. 
All  praise.  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
P^or  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 


2  May  He  restrain  our  tongues  from  strife, 
And  shield  from  danger's  din  our  life. 
And  guard  with  watchful  care  our  eyes 
From  earth's  absorbing  vanities. 

3  Oh,  may  our  inmost  hearts  be  pure. 
From  thoughts  of  folly  kept  secure. 
And  pride  of  sinful  flesh  subdued 
Through  sparing  use  of  daily  food. 


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Which,  when    He  made  the  world,  Jehovali  Our  supplications  and  our  songs  of  praise. 

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Whose  power  defends  us  and  whose  precepts 

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In  life  our  Guardian  and  in  death  our  Friend, 
Glory  supreme  be  Thine  till  time  shall  end. 

IVm.  Mason 


And  all  be  piety  and  all  be  peace. 

2  Let  us  devote  this  consecrated  day 
To  learn  His  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey; 


EVENING 


lO  SaviouF,  again  to   TJiy  dear  Name 

John  Ellerton  E.J.  Hopkins 


1.  Sav  -  iour,  a  -  gain      to    Thy  dear  Name  we  raise    With    one  ac  -  cord  our 

2.  Oant     us  Thy  peace    up-  on   our    homeward  way;    With  Tliee  be  -  gan,  with 

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Let  not  our  works  with  self  be  soiled. 

Nor  in  unsimple  ways  ensnared. 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 

4  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 
The  sinful,  unto  Thee  we  call; 

O  let  Thy  mercy  make  us  glad ; 

Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  All. 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 
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All  the  good  we  here  have  gain'd; 

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All  who  here  shall  meet  no  more; 

May  their  seed-time  past  be  yielding 
Year  by  year  a  richer  store  ; 

Those  returning, 
Make  more  faithful  than  before. 


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Glory  to   T/iee,  my  God,  this  night 


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1  Glory  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night. 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  oh,  keep  me,  King  of  kings  ! 
Beneath  Thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  Thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
1.  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 


3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  : 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 

Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day. 

4  Oh,  let  my  soul  on  Thee  repose. 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close! 
Sleep,  which  shall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

r.  Ken 


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The  Situ  is  Sinking  Fast 


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3  So  now  herself  my  soul 
Would  wholly  give 

Into  His  sacred  charge. 
In  whom  all  spirits  live. 


4  Thus  would  I  live ;  yet  now 
Not  I,  but  he 

In  all  His  power  and  love 
Henceforth  alive  in  me. 

5  One  sacred  Trinity  ! 
One  Lord  divine ! 

May  I  be  ever  His, 
And  He  forever  mine. 


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Not  too  quick,  and  very  softly. 


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In  the  present  be  Thou  near; 

And  through  all  the  veiled  future 
Guide  me  ever,  Saviour  dear. 


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And  be  with  the  friends  I  love, 

Whilst  on  earth  we  live  together 
Fit  us  for  the  rest  above. 


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Watch  each  sleeping  child  of  Thine  : 

Let  us  all  arise  to-morrow 

Strengthened  by  Thy  grace  Di%-ine  ; 

Set  Thy  seal  on  every  heart. 

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4  Pardon  thou  each  deed  unholy. 

Lord,  forgive  each  sinful  thought; 
Make  us  contrite,  pure,  and  lowly, 

Bv  Thy  great  e.xample  taught : 
Set  Thy  seal  on  even.-  heart, 
Jesus  !  bless  us  ere  we  part. 


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To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eyes  ! 

2  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
Mv  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep. 
Be  mv  last  thought — how  sweet  to  rest 
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For  without  Thee  I  cannot  live : 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake. 
Ere  through  the  world  my  way  I  take : 
Abide  with  me  till  in  Thy  love 

I  lose  mv  self  in  heaven  above. 

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And  ask,  that  free  from  danger 

The  hours  of  night  may  be  : 
O  Jesus,  keep  us  in  Thy  sip;ht, 
And  guard  us  through  the  coming  night. 


4  Be  Thou  our  soul's  Defender, 
Good  Lord,  for  thou  dost  know 

How  many  are  the  perils 

Through  which  we  have  to  go : 

Thou,  ever  wakeful,  hear  our  call, 

And  guard  and  save  us  from  them  all. 


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Take  my  memory,  mind,  and  will, 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel, 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do; 
Take  mv  heart:-  but  make  it  new  ! 


4  O  my  God,  Thine  own  I  am. 

Let  me  give  Thee  back  Thine  own  ; 

Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame. 
Consecrate  to  Thee  alone ; 

Thine  to  live,  thrice  happy  I ; 

Happier  still  if  Thine  I  die. 


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Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men,  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  Thee  still ;  and  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill ! 


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Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 
O  glorious  seat,  when  God,  our  King, 
Shall  thither  brina:  our  willing  feet. 


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1  Glorious  is  Thy  Name,  O  Lord  ! 
Heav'n  and  earth  with  one  accord 
Tell  Thy  greatness,  part  revealed, 
But  the  larger  part  concealed. 
How  shall  we  poor  sinners  dare 
Seek  Thy  face  in  praise  and  prayer ! 

2  Fearful  is  Thy  Name,  O  Lord! 
Dread  Thy  voice,  and  sharp  Thy  sword : 
Thunders  roll  around  Thy  path : 

None  can  stand  before  Thy  wrath ! 
How  shall  trembling  sinners  dare 
Lift  their  voice  in  praise  and  prayer? 


Glorious  is   Thy  Name,  O  Lord! 


3  Yet  with  all  thy  wondrous  might 
Far  beyond  our  mortal  sight. 
Perfect  wisdom,  boundless  powers, 
Thou,  O  glorious  God  !  art  ours. 
So,  though  filled  with  awe  we  dare 
Name  Thy  Name  in  praise  and  prayer. 

4  Since,  to  save  a  world  undone, 
Thou  didst  give  Thine  only  Son, 
All  Thy  greatness.  Lord  Most  High, 
Brings  Thee  to  our  hearts  more  nigh. 
Thus  in  faith  and  hope  we  dare 
Claim  Thy  love  in  praise  and  prayer. 

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Through  our  immortal  songs; 
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Thus  heaven  shall  raise  his  honors  high, 
When  earth  and  time  grow  old  and  die. 


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3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love. 
Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  Thy  flight, 
Move  on  the  waters'  face. 
Spreading  the  beams  of  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

Let  there  be  light ! 


4  Blessed  and  holy  Three, 
Glorious  Trinity, 

Wisdom,  Love,  Might: 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide. 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride. 
Through  the  earth  far  and  wide 

Let  there  be  li"ht ! 


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1  Come,  Thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  Thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father !  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  o'er  us, 

Ancient  of  Days  ! 

2  Come,  Thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  Thy  mighty  sword ; 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  Thy  people  bless. 
And  give  Thy  word  success — 
Spirit  of  holiness ! 

On  us  descend. 


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3  Come,  holy  Comforter  ! 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou,  who  almighty  art. 
Now  rule   in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power ! 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be. 

Hence  evermore ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  giorv  see. 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

C.  Wesley 


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Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away ; 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling. 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 


3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express: 
Low  before  Thy  footstool  kneeling. 

Deign  Thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless 
Let  Thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure. 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 

Let  my  life  show  forth  Thy  praise. 


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Be  thou  ever  with  me, 

Dwell  within  my  heart; 
Bid  all  thought  of  evil 
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4  Trinity  most  Holy, 
Father,  Spirit,  Son, 

One  in  Three  for  ever 
Ever  Three  in  one  ! 

May  I  praise  Thee  alway 
When  this  life  is  done. 


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By  her  sparkling  fountains  clear, 
Thro'  the  forest  and  the  valley. 
Still  the  earnest  call  we  hear. 

Come  and  worship,  etc. 

3  When  tlie  morning  in  its  beauty 
Wakes  the  earth  from  sleep  profound, 
In  the  music  of  the  song  bird 

We  can  hear  the  grateful  sound, 
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When  the  zephyrs  murmur  low, 
In  the  sighing  of  the  leaflet. 
We  can  hear  where'er  we  go, 

Come  and  worship,  etc. 

5  Come  and  worship  our  creator. 
Him  wliose  mercy  we  adore; 
Come  and  worship  our  Redeemer, 
Sing  and  praise  Him  evermore; 

Come  and  worship,  etc. 


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His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame,  And  let  His  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 

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2  The  night  becomes  as  day, 
When  from  tlie  heart  we  say 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised  : 
The  powers  of  darkness  fear, 
When  tliis  sweet  chant  they  hear. 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised, 


3  In  heaven's  eternal  Ijliss 
The  loveliest  strain  is  this. 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised, 
Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky 
From  depth  to  height  reply, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 


oo  /;/  Thy  Name,  O  Lord,  A ssembling 

IVtomas  Kelly  E.J.  Hopkins 


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May  we  give  them.  Lord,  to  Thee  ; 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 

May  we  run,  nor  weary  be. 
Till  Thy  glory 

Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 


3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 
Thee  Thy  people  shall  adore  : 

Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before  ; 

Full  enjoyment. 
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o^  Angels  Holy,  High  mid  Lowly 

John  Stuart  Blackie 


F.  A.  G.  Ouseley 


2  Sun  and  moon,  bright  night  and  moonlight; 

Starry  temples,  azure-floored  ; 
Cloud  and  rain,  and  wild  wind's  madness, 
S(.>ns  of  God  that  shout  for  gladness. 

Praise  ye,  praise  ye  God  the  Lord  ! 


3  Praise  Him  ever,  bounteous  Giver; 

Praise  Him,  Father,  Friend  and  Lord ! 
Each  glad  soul  its  free  course  winging, 
Each  glad  voice  its  free  song  singing. 

Praise  the  great  and  mighty  Lord. 


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Songs  of  Praise  the  Angels  Sang 


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1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang. 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang. 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun. 
When  He  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  He 
Captive  led  captivity. 


3  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

4  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy. 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 
Jas.  Montgomenv 


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Hail,  the  everlasting  Lord! 
Thee  with  tluinkfiil  hearts  we  prove, - 
God  of  power,  and  God  of  love  ! 
Christ  our  Lord  and  God  we  own, — 
Christ  the  Father's  only  Son  ; 
Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
>aviour  of  offending  man. 


3  Jesus  !  in  Thy  name  we  pray. 
Take,  oh,  take  our  sins  away! 
Powerful  Advocate  with  (iod  ! 
Justify  us  bv  Thy  blood. 
Hear,  for  Thou,  O  Christ!  alone, 
Art  with  Thy  great  Father  one: 
One  the  Holy  Ghost  with  Tliee: — 
One  supreme  eternal  Three. 


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1  Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth  ; 
Oh,  serve  Him  with  gladness  and  fear; 

Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth, 

With  love  and  devotion  draw  near: 
Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 

Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all ; 
And  we  are  His  people,  His  sceptre  we  own, 

His  sheep,  and  we  follow  His  call. 

2  Oh,  enter  His  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song. 
Your  vows  in  His  temple  proclaim; 

His  praise  in  melodious  accordance  prolong, 

And  bless  His  adorable  name: 
For  good  is  the  Lord  inexpressibly  good. 

And  we  are  the  work  of  His  hand; 

His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood. 

And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 

James  Alontgomery 


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1  Oh,  worship  the  King,  all-glorious  above. 
And  gratefully  sing  His  wonderful  love; 

Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilion'd  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  Oh,  tell  of  His  might,  and  sing  of  His  grace. 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space; 

His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  His  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  His  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air  it  shines  in  the  light. 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail. 
In  Thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  Thee  to  fail; 

Thy  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to  the  end! 

Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer  and  Friend. 

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3  Hosanna  !  once  Thy  gracious  ear 

Approved  a  lisping  throng  : 
Be  gracious  still,  and  deign  to  hear 

Our  poor  but  grateful  song. 
Our  Saviour,  if,  redeemed  by  Thee, 

Thy  temple  we  behold, 
Hosannas  through  eternity 

We  '11  sing  to  harps  of  gold  ! 


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3  While  my  life  is  flowing 

Onward  through  the  years, 
And  Thy  Hand  bestowing 
Joy,  entwined  with  tears, 
Jesus,  guide  me  by  Thy  love 
To  my  home  prepared  above. 


4  Wiien  life's  shadows  lengthen, 
And  its  day  dreams  cease. 

Then  my  spirit  strengthen. 
Give  to  me  Thy  peace; 
Jesus,  let  Thy  Presence  be 

Life  for  evermore  to  me.     Amen. 


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Can  it  be  that  Thou  regardest 

Songs  of  sinful  man? 
Can  we  feel  that  Thou  art  near  us 

And  wilt  hear  us?     Yea,  we  can. 


3  Here,  Great  God,  to-day  we  offer 

Of  Thine  own  to  Thee  ; 
And  for  Thine  acceptance  proffer 

All  unworthily, 
Hearts  and  minds,  And  hands  and  voices, 

In  our  choicest  melodv. 


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I   Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  note  of  praise  above ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See,  He  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 

Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 


2  King  of  glory  !  reign  forever — 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown; 
Nothing,  from  Thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  Thou  hast  made  Thine  own 
Happy  objects  of  Thy  grace, 

Destined  to  behold  Thy  face, 


3  Saviour!  hasten  Thine  appearing; 

Bring,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away; — 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, — 

"  Glorv,  glorv  to  our  King!  " 

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J.  B.  Dykes 


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2  O  Lord,  the  sole  begotten  Son, 

Who  bore  the  crimes  which  we  had  done; 

Son  of  the  Father,  who  wast  slain 

To  take  away  the  sins  of  men ; 

O  Lamb  of  God,  whose  blood  was  spilt 

For  all  the  world,  and  all  its  guilt; — 

3  Have  mercy  on  us,  through  thy  blood 
Receive  our  prayer,  O  Lamb  of  God  ! 
For  Thou  art  holy ;  Thou  alone, 

At  God's  right  hand,  upon  His  throne. 

In  all  His  glory,  art  adored, 

With  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost,  One  Lord. 

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Hark  !  the  Sound  of  Jioly   Voices 


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Who  prepared  the  way  of  Christ, 
King,  Apostle,  Saint,  Confessor, 

Martyr  and  Evangelist, 
Saintly  Maiden,  goodly  Matron, 

Widows  who  have  watched  to  prayer. 
Joined  in  holy  concert,  singing 

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3  Marching  with  Thy  cross  their  banner, 

They  have  triumphed  following 
Thee,  the  Captain  of  salvation. 

Thee  their  Savior  and  their  King ; 
Gladly,  Lord,  with  Thee  they  suffered  ; 

Gladly,  Lord,  with  Thee  they  died  ; 
And  by  death  to  life  immortal 

Thev  were  born  and  glorified. 


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Isaac  Watts 


Sweet  is  the  Work,  my  God,  my  King 


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1.  Sweet     is   the  work,  my    God,  my  King!  To  praise  Thy  name,give  thanks  and  sing; 

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Thy  works  of  grace,how  bright  they  shine  !  How  deep  Thy  counsels!  how  divine  !  A-men. 


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When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 


4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ. 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


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Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  Almighty 


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3  Holy,  holy  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 

All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thy  name,  in  earth,  and  sky,  and  sea; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  I 

God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity. 

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer 


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That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne. 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief. 
My  soul  lias  often  found  relief. 
And  oft  escaped  tlie  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 


Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear, 

To  Him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness, 

Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless  ; 

And  since  He  bids  me  seek  His  face. 

Believe  His  word,  and  seek  His  grace, 

I  "11  cast  on  Him  my  every  care, 

And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 


3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer 

May  I  thy  consolation  share, 

Till  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 

I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight : 

This  robe  of  flesh  I  '11  drop,  and  rise 

To  sieze  the  everlasting  prize  ; 

And  shout,  while  passing  tlirough  the  air. 

Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 

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To   Thee,  my  God,  my  Savior 


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2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 
My  voice  in  supplication. 

My  Saviour.Thou  shalt  hear  : 
Oh,  grant  me  Thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near ! 


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3  By  Thee  through  life  supported, 

I  pass  the  dangerous  road. 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted 

Up  to  their  bright  abode  : 
There  cast  my  crown  before  Thee, 

And,  all  my  conflicts  o'er. 
Unceasingly  adore  Thee  : 

What  would  an  angel  more  ?     Amen. 


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JVith  Psalms  and  Hy7nns 


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2  By  Him  we  in  thanksgiving  raise 

The  offering  from  our  harvest  store, 

Through  Him  speeds  down  the  Spirit's  grace. 

His  Light  Divine  herein  to  pour. 

Grant,  Lord,  whene'er  Tiiy  death  we  shew. 

We  may  Thv  sacred  Presence  know  ! 


3  In  Him  and  in  His  love  alone, 
That  brought  Him  from  the  highest  down, 
Is  wisdom  true  for  aye  forth  shewn, 
Doth  love  receive  its  highest  crown. 
Grant,  Lord,  we  may  that  wisdom  know, 
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do  How  shall  the   Young  secure  their  hearts 

Isaac  Watts  J,  Barnby 


How  shall  the  young    se  -  cure    their  hearts,  And  guard  their  lives    from  sin! 

When  once    it      en    -  ters     to        the    mind,    It   spreads  such  light      a    -  broad, 

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The  mean  -  est  souls  in  -  struc  -  tion 
And  thro'      the     dan  -  gers     of        the 


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parts    To  keep  the  con  -  science  clean, 

find,     And  raise  their  thoughts  to     God. 

night,     A  lamp    to    lead      our       way. 


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4  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road  ; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise. 

But  love  Thy  law,  my  God  ! 


5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 

And  well  support  our  age. 


51 


Holy  Bible,  Book  Divine 


Tune — Aletta.     F  tnajoi- 

1  Holy  Bible,  book  divine. 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine: 
Mine  to  tell  me  whence  I  came; 
Mine  to  teach  me  what  I  am ; 

2  Mine  to  chide  me  when  I  rove ; 
Mine  to  show  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Mine  art  thou  to  guide  my  feet. 
Mine  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit; 


36 


3  Mine  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless  ; 
Mine  to  show  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death; 

4  Mine  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom: 
Holy  Bible,  book  divine. 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine ! 

John  Burto)!. 


THE   SCRTPTURES 


52 


O  IVord  of  God  Jiicarnate 


VV.  IV.  H(no. 


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O      truth        unchanged  un  -  chang    -    ing,        O      h'ght       of      our    darlc      sky! 

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Ian  -  tern  to     our 


foot  -  steps,  Shines  on  from     age    to       age. 


A-men. 


^Sg^=^^^i 


2  The  Church  from  her  dear  Master 

Received  the  gift  divine, 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  ere  stored, 
It  is  the  heaven  drawn  picture 

Of  Christ  tlie  livin<r  Word. 


37 


3  Oh,  make  Thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 
To  bear  before  tiie  nations 

Thy  true  light  as  of  old  ; 
Oh,  teach  Thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  patli  to  trace. 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 

They  see  Thee  face  to  face. 


GOD  AND   THE  TRINITY 


CQ  Holy  Father,  Great  Creator 

A.  V.  Grisiuold 


II.  Smart 


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1.  Ho   -  ly      Fa  -  ther,  great       Cre   -   a  -  tor,    Source     of    mar  -  cy,    love    and  peace, 

2.  Ho   -  ly      Je  -  sus,    Lord         of      glo  -  ry,    Whom     an  -  gel   -  ic    hosts    pro-claim. 


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Heav'nly   Fa  -  ther,  Heav'nly    Fa  -  ther,  Thro' the    Sav-iourhear     and  bless. 

Dear    Re-deem-er,  Dear    Re-deem -er.     In      our  hearts  Thy  peace  proclaim.     A-men. 


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3  Holy  Spirit,  Sanctifier, 

Come  with  unction  from  above. 

Raise  our  hearts  to  raptures  higher, 
Fill  them  with  the  Saviour's  love! 
Source  of  comfort, 

Cheer  us  with  the  Saviour's  love  ! 


4  God  the  Lord,  through  every  nation 
Let  Thy  wondrous  mercies  shine  ! 

In  the  song  of  Thy  salvation 

Every  tongue  and  race  combine  ! 
Great  Jehovah, 

Form  our  hearts  and  make  them  thine. 


38 


GOD  AND   THE   TRIXITY 


t.A  Lord  of  All,  to   Thee  we  Raise 

F.  S.  Pierpoint  J.  Hampton 


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1.  For     tlie  beau  -  ty       of     the      earth,     For    the      glo    -   ry         of     the     skies 

2.  For    the    won  -  der     of    each     hour       Of     the      day      and       of      the     ni<fht, 


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For     tlie     love    vvhicli  from     our      birth       Ov  -  cr      and        a  -  round    us       lies, 
Hill    and    vale,     and     tree      and     flower,  Sun    and  moon,  and  stars      of      light, 


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Lord     of       all,    to  Thee  we     raise    Tliis  our  grate-  ful  psalm   of  praise! 

Lord     of       all,    to  Thee  we     raise    This  our  grate  -  ful  psalm   of  praise !      A-men. 

♦■        ^            4-    ■•■      *  ■"- 

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3   For  the  joy  of  human  love. 
Hrother,  sister,  parent,  child, 
P^riends  on  earth,  and  friends  above, 
Pleasure  pure  and  undetiled. 
Lord  of  all.  to  Thee    we  raise 
This  our  grateful  hymn  of  praise  ! 


4   For  Thy  Church  that  evermore 
Liftcth  holy  hands  above. 
Offering  up  on  every  shore 
Her  pure  sacrifice  of  love. 
Lord  of  all,  to  Tiiee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  psalm  of  praise  ! 


39 


GOD  AND   THE  TRINITY 


cq  God  is  Love,  His  Mercy  Brightens 

Jolui  Bo'iVriiig  E.  S.  Carter 


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1.  God        is     love,  His     mer  -  cy  bright-ens    All     the    path     in  which    we     rove, 

2.  Chance    and  change  are     bu  -   sy      ev  -  er,  Man     de  -  cays,  and        a  -  ges    move ; 


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Bliss      He  wakes  and  woe     He   light -ens;  God 
But      His    mer   -  cy     wa  -  neth  nev  -  er       God 


t      Wis    mer   -  cy     wa 

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wis  -  dom,  Cod     is      love. 


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3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth, 
Will  His  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 

From  the  gloom  His  brightness  streameth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love, 


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4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 

Every  where  His  mercy  shineth, 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


d5  My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art 

Time — Corinth     D  major 

I   My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art,  3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  Thee, 

Thy  majesty  bow  bright!  No  mother  half  so  mild 

How  gracious  is  Thy  mercy  seat,  Bears  and  forbears,  as  Thou  hast  done 

In  depths  of  burning  light!  With  me,  Thy  sinful  child. 


2  Yet  I  may  love  Thee  too,  O  Lord, 

Almighty  as  Thou  art; 
For  Thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 

The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 


4  My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend  ! 

On  Thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart. 

Till  faith  in  wisdom  end. 

F.  W.  Faber 


40 


GOD  AND   THE   TRIXITY 


57 


Father  of  All 


\ 


J.  /iilian 

Not  too  Slow. 


J.  Barnby 


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Him,      in    mer  -  cy    giv'n. The  Life, the  Truth     the   Way;  From  Heav'n  Thy  Throne,in 
strung    l>y   sin      or    pain, Long  voiceless    in       Thy  praise:  lireathe  Tiiou  the  si -lent 


m^^^mwm^^^^.\ 


mer  -  cy    shed  Thy  bless-ings     on    each  bend    -  ed 
chords    a  -  long,  Un  -  til     they  trem  -  ble       in     -     to 


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3  Father  of  all,  to  Thee 

We  breathe  unuttcr'd  fears. 

Deep-hidden  in  our  souls. 
That  have  no  voice  but  tears  ; 


4  Father  of  all,  may  we 

In  praise  our  tongues  employ. 
When  gladness  fills  the  soul 

With  deep  and  hallowed  joy; 


Take  Thou  our  hand,  and  through  the  wild       In  storm  and  calm  give  us  to  see 

Lead  gently  on  each  trustful  cliild.  The  path  of  peace  which  leads  to  Thee. 

41 


CHR/SrS  BIRTH 

50  While  ShepJicrds  JVatched  their  Flocks 

F.  H.  Chccszvright 

-A H -^. ^ , ^:       - 


"Fear     not,"'    said    he,- — for     might -y     dread  Had  seized  their  troubled    mind, 


Glad      ti-dings    of  great     joy       I   bring.  To     you  and    all  man-kind. 


A  -  men. 


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2  "To  you  in  David's  town  this  day. 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 

And  this  shall  be  the  sign ; 
The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 
By  penuissiou  of  F.  II.  Clieeswrieht. 


3  Thus  spake  the  seraph — and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 

Addressed  their  joyful  song: — • 
"  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 

Begin,  and  never  cease  !  " 


CHRIST'S  IWK'/Vf 


59 


//  Came  upon  the  Midnight  clear 


/,.  //.  Sears 


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4- 


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It    came  up  -  on    the     mid-niglit  clear,That  glo-rious  song     of 

Still  tiiro'  the   do- van  skies  they  come, With  peace-1'ul  \vin<;;s    un  - 

O        yn  beneath  lite's  crushing   load, Wliose  form  are  bend-ing 

For      lo !  the  days  are    hasl'ning    on,     By    proph-ets    seen    of 


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an-gels  bending  near  the  eartli.  I  o  touch  their  harps  of  gold :  "Peace  on  the  earth.good 
still  their  lieav'nly  mil- sic  floats  0"er  all    thewea-ry     world  ;  A  -  bove  its   sad   and 
toil      along  the  climb-ing  way  With  painful  steps  and    slow, Look  now!  for  glad  and 
with  the  ev  -  er- circling  years  Shall  come  tlie  time  fore-told,  When  tin;  new  heav'n  and 


will     to     men.  From  Heav'ns  all 
low  -  ly  plains. They     bend    on 
gold  -  en  hours  Come    swift  -  ly 
earth  shall  own   The     Prince  of 


gra    -    cious  King;" 

hov  -  'ring  wing  : 

on        the  wing, 

Peace  their  Kins 


T  he  world    in  sol  -  emn 
And     ev    -  er  o"er   its 
O      rest     beside    the 
And  the  whole  world  send 


still-ness   lay  To  hear  the  an-gels  sing,To  hear  the    an 

Babel  sounds  The  blessed  an-gels  sing,The  blessed     an 

wea  -  ry  road  And  hear  the  an-gels  sing,And  hear  the    an 

back  the  song  Which  now  the  angels  sing.  Which  now  the  an 


gels  sing, 
gels  sing, 
gels  sing, 
srels  sino;. 


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CIIKISrS  BIRTH 


5o  Hark!  the  Jierald  Angels  sing 

Charles  WesUy  Mendelssohfi 


4^ — -I — • — f-*^T — ^ — * — 0 — |-*^i — \—* 


i— *- 

1.  Hark  !tlie  her  -  aldan-gels   sing      Glo  -  ry      to       the    new-born  King;  Peace  on 

2.  Hail,theheav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace  !  Hail, the  Sun      of  Righteous -ness  !  Light  and 


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earth  and  mercy       mild,     God    and  sin  -  ners  re -con-ciled.     Joy-ful,  all    ye     na-tions 
life      to  all    He     brings, Risen  with  heal  -  ing  in    His  wings, Mild  He  lays  His  glo  -  ry 
I  III 

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rise,    Join  the    triumph  of   the     skies  ;  With  th' angel  -  ic  host  proclaim  Christ  is 

by,     Born  that  man  no  more  may  die.       Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth.  Born  to 
III  II 

^      ^      Mr      ^      ^      ^  il     fl      fl     fl  tl     ^      ^.  U.    ^0. 


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born     in  Beth-le-hem.  Hark  !  the  her-ald    an-gels  sing    Glo-ry       to     the  new-born  King, 
give  them  second  birth. Hark  !  the  her-ald    an-gels  sing    Glo-ry       to     the  new-born  King. 


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As  wit  J  I  gladness  Men  of  Old 


W.  C.  Dix 


Paul  Ambrose 


1.  As    with      a;lacl-ness  men     of       old       Did     tlie      guid-ing     star     l^e  -  liold ; 

2.  As    with      joy-  ful   steps  they  sped       To    that      low  -  ly      man  -ger-bed, 

3.  As    they      of  -  fered  gifts  most  rare        At     that      man-gcr    rude    and    bare; 


As       with  joy    they  hailed    its     light,    Lead  -  ing      on  -  ward,  beam-ing  briglit, — 
There     to     bend    the    knee    be  -    fore     Him  whom  heav'n  and  earth     a  -  dore ; 
So      may     we    with     ho    -   ly        joy       Pure    and    safe  from  sin's     al  -   lov, 


So    most      gra-cious  Lord  may     we        Ev  -  er  -  more      be        led      to      Thee. 

So    may       we    with    will  -  ing    feet       Ev  -  er     seek      Thy    mer  -  cy   -  seat. 

All     our       costliest    treas-ures  bring,Christ !  to    Thee     our   heav'n -ly      King. 


-I— j-#-5#- 


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*  ?         =^        ^ 

4  Holy  Jesus,  every  day 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
And,  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  our  ransomed  souls  at  last 
Where  thev  need  no  star  to  guide. 
Where  no  clouds  Thy  glory  hide. 
Copyright,  1S91,  by  Silvek,  Bordett  &  CO. 


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5  In  the  heavenly  country  bright 
Need  they  no  created  light ; 
Tl'.ou  its  light,  its  joy,  its  crown. 
Thou  its  sun  which  goes  not  down  ; 
There  forever  may  we  sing 
Alleluias  to  our  King.     Amen. 


4; 


CHRIST'S  BIRTH 


62 


Rejoice,  rejoice! 


Wm.  A.  Cmddzvell 

-zN h-| N- 


/•  V- 


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:E^E 


1 .  O'er  the  plains  where  the  shepherds  watch'd  by  night,Thro'  the  air  strains  of  music  rang, 

2.  "In   the  man-ger  nearby,  your  King  has  come    As     a    babe   in    its  mother'sarms  ; 
3. '  With  the   tid-ings  the  dome  of   heav'n  we   fill,  And  the  earth  with  our  songs  of  peace. 


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And 

He 

For 


the  sky     was    a-blaze   with  won -derful  light  While  the  angels  this  anthem  sang: 
has  left      for     a-while    His  heav  -  enly  home,  With  its  harps  and  its  waving  palms; 
to     all     we  proclaim  God's  love  and  good-will,  And  from  sorrow  and  death  release. 


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"Re  -  joice  ! 
Re  -  joice  ! 
Re  -  joice  ! 


re  - joice 
re  -  joice 
re  -  joice 


!  For   we  her-  aid     a     new-born  King! 

!  He  has  come   as      a     gracious  Kins! 

!  Come  and  wor  -  ship  the  Babe  your  King! 


CHRIST'S'  BIRTH 


^^ 


-(&-— 


with  the  news    of     Je  -  sus'  birth,  And  we  bear    it 

to  proclaim  your  Saviour's  name, And  we  bear     it 

sage  is  sweet  which  we     re-peat,   And  we  bear     it 


■■d'-i •- — —r- 


t=X 


ritard. 


a  tempo. 


There  is     glo  -  ry     to  God   and  peace    on  the  earth,  Re-joice  at  the  news  we  bring!" 

He   has  come   to     re-deem  from   sin   and  from  sliame, Re-joice  at  the  news  we  bring!" 

That  the  day-star  has  risen,  tlie   shad-ows    re -treat,  Re -joice  at  the  news  we  bring!" 


Ci)pyii{jlit,  1891,  Ijy  SiLVEU,  Buiu)ETT&  Co. 


CHRIST'S  BIKTII 


63 


''No  room''   Within  the  Dwelling 


K.  H.  Baynes 

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They  bore  the  kingly  stranger  ; 
But  angel  hosts  attended, 
And  angel  voices  blended. 
Whilst  on  His  mother's  breast 
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To  Thee  our  hearts  we  render, 
Not  meet  for  Thy  posessing. 
Yet  make  them  by  Thy  blessing 
A  home  within  to  dwell, 
Emmanuel. 


64  y^y  ^0  the  World,  the  Lord  is  Come 

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I  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  everp  heart  prepare  Him  room. 

And  heav'n  and  nature  singf. 


While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 


c  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 


3  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  notions  prove 
The  glories  of  His  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  His  love. 

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I   Oh  come,  all  ye  faithful, 

Joyfully  triumphant, 
To  Bethlehem  hasten  now  with  glad  accord 

Lo  !  in  a  manger 
Sits  the  King  of  angels  ; 

Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
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Christ  the  Lord. 


Oh  come,  all  ye  faithful 

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2  Raise,  raise,  choirs  of  angels  ! 
Songs  of  the  loudest  triumph, 
Through  heaven's  high  arches  be  your  praises 
Now  to  our  God  be  [poured; 

Glory  in  the  highest; 

Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
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Christ  the  Lord. 
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Joy  and  Gladness!  Joy  and  Gladness! 


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We  know  Him  now; 
New-born  Balje  of  houseless  stranger. 
Cradled  low  in  Bethlliem's  manger, 
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From  Thy  Word  of  promise  shedding 
Light  on  our  way; 

Never  leave  us  nor  forsake  us, 

Like  Thyself  in  mercv  make  us, 

And  at  last  to  glory  take  us, 
Jesus,  we  pray. 


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S//0///  the  glad  Tidings 


Clio. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 


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Cho.- Shout  the  glad  tidings,  e.xultiniilv  sing;  How  free  to  the  faithful  He  offers  salvation  ! 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King.  How    His    people  with   joy  everlastmg   are 

crowned  ! 
I   Zion,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  His  birth: 

The  brighest  archangel  in  glory  excelling. 

He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,    he  reiiins   upon     ,,        ,  ,  i„    „^f„f,,n,.Kv;,-,rr;no- 

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Cho. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc.  Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing; 

One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and 
2  Tell  how  He  cometli ;  from  nation  to  nation,  the  skies. 

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2  Here  for  us  abiding, 
Cradled  in  a  stall, 

All  His  glory  hiding, 
See  the  Lord  of  all ! 

Wake  and  sing,  &c. 

3  Born  that  He  might  lead  us 
From  this  desert  home, — 

Guide  our  way  and  feed  us. 
Till  the  end  shall  come  ! 
Wake  and  sing,  &c. 


4  Thousand  thousand  blessings 
Sing  we  for  His  Love, 

Choral  hymns  addressing 
To  our  Lord  above. 

Wake  and  sing,  &c. 

5  Glory  to  the  Highest, 
For  this  wondrous  Birth! 

Choir  of  Heaven  !  thou  criest 
Peace  to  all  the  earth  ! 
Wake  and  sing,  &c. 


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Make  our  thoughts  pure  wnthin, 

Saviour  Divine ! 
Lo  !  now  the  heralds  sound  ! 
Carols  the  love  profound, 
Telling  of  Jesus  found. 

Saviour  Divine ! 


4  Save  through  Thy  merit, 
C7reat  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Give  Thy  good  Spirit, 

Great  Prince  of  Peace! 
Let  not  Thy  love  depart, 
But  holy  gifts  impart. 
Born  into  every  heart. 

Great  Prince  of  Peace! 


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I  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  ci  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


2  Cold  on  His  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining; 
Low  lies  His  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall : 

Angels  adore  Him,  in  slumber  reclining. 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say  shall  we  yield  Him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Eden,  and  offerings  divine? 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine? 


4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 
Vainly  with  gold  would  His  favor  secure  : 

Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

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CHRIST'S  BIRTH 


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Blessed  Saviottr !  Thee  I  Love 


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All  my  hopes  in  Thee  a  -  bide,  Thou  my  hope,  and  naught  be  -  side; 
Earth  -  ly  pleas  -  ures  fade  a  -  way, — Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day  : 
Height,  or    depth,    or     earth -ly    power,  Ne'er   shall  hide  my     Sav -iour  more  : 


Ev  -   er     let     my      glo  -  ry     be.       On  -  ly,    on  -  ly,      on  -  ly  Thee. 
Hence, vain  shad-ows  !   let   me    see        Je  -  sus  cru  -  ci   -  fied  for    me. 

Ev  -   er  shall  my      glo-ry     be        On  -  ly,    on  -  ly,      on  -  ly  Thee.       A  -    men. 


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1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss. 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride, 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  His  blood. 


3  See,  from  His  head,  His  hands,  His  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet. 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  all  the  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

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While  upon  the  Lamb  we  gaze ; 

And  our  tlioughts  are  all  of  heaven, 
And  our  lips  o'erHow  with  praise. 


4  Still  in  ceaseless  contemplation, 
Fix  our  hearts  and  eyes  on  Thee, 

Till  we  taste  Thy  full  salvation, 
And,  unveiled,  Thy  glories  see. 


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///  the  Cross  of  Christ  I  Glory 


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1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'crtake  me, 
Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy. 

Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  wa)-. 


From  the  cross  the  radiance,  streaming, 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 

Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide, 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

John  Bawring 


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By  Thine  agony  and  prayer; 

By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn; 

By  Thy  wounds.  Thy  crown  of  thorns; 

By  Thy  cross,  Thy  pangs,  and  cries  ; 

By  Thy  perfect  sacrifice  ; 

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By  the  sealed  sepulciiral  stone; 
By  Thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave; 
By  Tiiy  power  from  death  to  save; 
IMighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 
To  Tliy  Throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Prince  and  .Saviour,  hear  our  cry; 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 


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3  The  three  sad  days  have  quickly  sped ; 

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All  glory  to  our  risen  Head  ! 

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He  for  evermore  shall  reign 

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Christ  is  risen  !  Christ  is  risen  ! 

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3  Glorious  angels  downward  thronging 

Hail  the  Lord  of  all  the  skies  ; 
Heaven,  with  joy  and  holy  longing 

For  the  Word  incarnate,  cries, 
"  Christ  is  risen  !  earth  rejoice  ! 

Gleam,  ye  starry  train  ! 
All  creation  find  a  voice  : 

He  o'er  all  shall  reign." 
Christ  is  risen  !  Christ  is  risen  ! 

He  hath  burst  His  bonds  in  twain; 
Christ  is  risen  !  Christ  is  risen  ! 

O'er  the  universe  to  reign. 


CHR/STS  RESURRECTION 


Praise  the  Lord 


Dr.  Champneys 


3  Mighty  One  !  we  bow  before  Thee, 

And  we  own  Thee  Lord  of  all ; 
Jesus  !  Saviour  !  we  adore  Thee, 

At  Thy  cross  we  meekly  fall. 
Help  us  in  this  time  of  waiting; 

In  Thy  strength  to  follow  Thee, 
That,  partakers  in  Thy  warfare. 

We  may  share  Thy  victory. 


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4  Hallelujah  !  Christ  is  risen. 

And  He  lives  to  die  no  more  : 
To  His  hand  the  keys  are  given, 

Open  is  the  prison  door. 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 

Now  our  triumph  is  begun  ; 
Death  and  hell  are  spoiled  for  ever, 

And  the  victory  is  won. 


CHRIST'S  RESURRECTION 


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Tread  the  path  of  darkness, 

Saving  strength  to  show  : 
Come,  then,  True  and  P'aithful ! 

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4  Loose  the  hearts  long  prisoned, 

Bound  with  Satan's  chain; 
All  that  now  is  fallen 

Raise  to  life  again  ; 
Show  Thy  face  in  brightness, 

Bid  the  nations  see; 
Bring  again  our  daylight ; 

Day  returns  with  Thee. — Ref. 


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To   Thee  and  to 

Tunc  on  page  42 
I   To  Thee  and  to  Thy  Christ,  O  God, 

We  sing — we  ever  sing; 
For  He  the  lonely  winepress  trod, 

Our  cup  of  joy  to  bring. 
His  glorious  arm  the  strife  maintain'd. 

He  march'd  in  might  from  far; 
His  robes  were  with  the  vintage  stain'd. 

Red  with  the  wine  of  war. 


2  To  Thee  and  to  Thy  Christ,  O  God, 

We  sing — we  ever  sing; 
For  He  invaded  Death's  abode, 

And  robbed  him  of  his  sting. 
The  house  of  dust  enthrals  no  more. 

For  He,  the  Strong  to  save, 
Himself  doth  guard  the  silent  door, 

Great  Keeper  of  the  grave. 


1  Jiy  CJirist,  O  God 


3  To  Thee  and  to  Thy  Christ,  O  God, 
We  sing — we  ever  sing; 

For  he  hath  crush'd  beneath  His  rod 
The  world's  proud  rebel  king. 

He  plunged  in  His  imperial  strength 
To  gulfs  of  darkness  down; 

He  brought  His  trophy  up  at  length. 
The  foiled  usurper's  crown. 

4  To  Thee  and  to  Thy  Christ,  O  God, 
We  sing — we  ever  sing; 

For  He  redeem'd  us  with  His  Blood 

From  every  evil  thing. 
Thy  saving  strength  His  arm  upbore, 

The  arm  that  set  us  free  ; 
Cilory,  O  God,  for  evermore 

Be  to  Thy  Christ  and  Thee. 

Mrs.  C OH  setts 


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CHRIS  r  '.9   RESUKKE  C  T/OX 


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Triumph  songs  banish  gloom, 
Hope's  bright  flowers  now  shall  bloom. 
Springing  fresh  from  the  tomb 

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Copyright,  1891,  by  Silver,  Burdett  &  Co.  68 


3  And  till  time  folds  its  wing. 

Be  the  song  repeated  ; 
Death  is  robbed  of  his  sting, 

Hell  has  been  defeated. 
Never  more  let  us  moan 
Over  dear  ones  who  have  flown, 
For  they  share  in  the  throne 
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Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates! 

He  hath  conquered  death  and  sin. 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in.     Hallelujah  ! 

3  Lo.  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives! 
\'et  He  loves  the  earth  He  leaves; 
Though  returning  to  His  throne, 


4  Still  for  us  He  intercedes, 
His  prevailing  death  He  pleads  ; 
Near  Himself  prepares  our  place. 

He,  the  first-fruits  of  our  race.     Hallelujah 

5  Lord,  though  parted  from  our  sight 
Far  above  the  starry  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  mav  thither  rise. 


Still  He  calls  mankind  His  own.     Hallelujah  !    Seeking  Thee  above  the  skies.     Hallelujah! 


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Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 


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1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  ; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high 
Sing,  ye  heavens  !  and  earth,  reply 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done. 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won; 
Lo,  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 

Lo,  He  sets  in  blood  no  more. 


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3  Lives  again  our  glorious  King; 
"Where,  O  Death  is  now  thy  sting.'''' 
Once  He  died  our  souls  to  save; 
"Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  Grave?"' 

4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  ; 
Made  like  Him,  like  Him  we  rise  ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies  ! 

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Thee,  I  will  raise 
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CI/R/ST'S  REIGN 


C7^own  Him 


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One  with  the  Father  known, — 
And  the  blest  Spirit  through  Him  given 

From  yonder  Triune  Thfone  ! 
All  hail,  Redeemer,  hail ! 

For  Thou  hast  died  for  me  : 
Thy  praise  and  glory  shall  not  fail 

Throujjhout  eternity. 


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94 


Art  TJioii  Weary 


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1.  Art  thou     wep.  -    ry,  art  thou  Ian  -  guid  ?  Art  thou  sore   clis  -  tress'd  ? 

2.  Hath  He    marks     to  lead  me  to       Him,     If      He  be      my      guide? 

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5  If  I  ask  Him  to  receive  me. 

Will  He  say  me  nay  ? 
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1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name ; 
Let  Any;e]s  prostrate  fall  : 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  Him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  fixed  this  floating  ball : 

Now  hail  llie  Strength  of  Israel's  might. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  Him,  ve  Mart)  rs  of  your  God, 
Who  from  H'is  Altar'call ; 

Praise  Him  whose  blood-stained  path  ye 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ve  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall. 


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And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Hail  Him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line. 
Whom  David  Lord  did  call. 

The  God  Incarnate,  Man  Divine, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go  spread  your  trophies  at  His  Feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

7  Let  every  tribe  and  every  tongue 
Before  Him  prostrate  fall. 

And  shout  in  universal  song 

The  crowned  Lord  of  all.     Amen 


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And  love  its  Galilee.  And  we  are  whole  again. 


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All  grace  and  power  divine  ; 

The  glory  that  excelleth, 

O  Son  of  God,  is  Thine; — Cho, 


4  Oh,  grant  the  consummation 
Of  tliis  our  song  above, 

In  endless  adoration 

And  everlastino;  love; — Cho. 


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Let  mortals  learn  tlieir  strains  ;  Let  knowledge  guide  the  song; 

Let  all  the  earth  His  honors  sing;  Nor  mock  Him  with  a  solemn  sound. 
O'er  all  the  earth  He  reigns.  Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 


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1  Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth. 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine! 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  He  spilt. 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine  ! 
I'd  sing  His  glorious  righteousness, 
In  whicli  all-perfect  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 


3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears. 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  His  glories  known. 

4  Well — the  delightful  day  will  come. 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  His  face : 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend. 
Triumphant  in  His  grace. 

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JO '3  Rejoice,  Rejoice,  Believers. 

I.anrenti.      Tr.  by  Jane  Bortkwick 


Henry  Smart 


1.  Re  -  joice,      re  -  joice,      be  -  liev    -   ers !     And      let    your  lights     ap    -  pear; 

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3  O  wise  and  holy  virgins, 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Till,  in  your  jubilations. 

Ye  meet  the  angel-choir, 
The  marriage-feast  is  waiting, 

The  gates  wide  open  stand  ; 
Up,  up,  ye  heirs  of  glory  ! 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand. 


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4  Our  Hope  and  Expectation, 

O  Jesus,  now  appear ! 
Arise,  Thou  Sun  so  longed  for. 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  ! 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted. 

We  plead,  O  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  earth's  redemption, 

And  ever  be  with  Thee. 


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Crown  His  head  with  Endless  Blessing 


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2  Lo,  Jehovah  we  adore  Thee  ; 

Thee  our  Saviour!  Thee  our  God  ! 
From  His  throne  His  beams  of  glory 

Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad. 
In  His  word  His  light  arises. 

Brightest  beams  of  truth  and  grace; 
Bind,  oh,  bind  your  sacrifices, 
In  His  courts  your  offerings  place. 


3  Jesus,  Thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 

Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own ; 
Highest  honors,  never  failing. 

Rise  eternal  round  Thy  throne; 
Now,  ye  saints,  His  power  confessing. 

In  your  grateful  strains  adore  ; 
For  His  merc}',  never  ceasing. 

Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 


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2.  Temp- ta  -  tions    sore     ob  -  struct  my    way,      And    ills       I        can  -  not     flee; 


In     all    my    sorrows,conflicts. woes,  Good  Lord  :  re    -  mem  -  ber      me. 

O  give  me  strength, Lord,asmv  day, :  For  good    re   -  mem  -  ber      me.      A-    men. 

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3  If  on  my  face,  for  Thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame. 

If  Thou  remember  me. 


4  The  hour  is  near ;  consigned  to  death, 

I  own  the  just  decree  ; 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath 

I  'II  cry,  Remember  me  ! 


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Thou  art  the  PVay 


i  Thou  art  the  Way, — to  Thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee  : 

And  He  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  Him,  Lord,  by  Thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth, — Thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 

And  purify  the  heart. 


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3  Thou  art  the  Life,— the  rending  tomb 
Proclaims  Thy  conquering  arm  : 

And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  Thee, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  ; 
Grant  us  that  way  to  know. 

That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

George  \V.  Doane. 


THE    HOLY  SPIRIT 


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Heal  each  wound  and  bend  each  will. 
Warm  our  hearts  benumbed  and  chill, 

All  our  wayward  steps  control. 


4  Unto  all  Thy  faithful  just. 
Who  in  Thee  confide  and  trust, 

Deign  the  seven-fold  gift  to  send. 
Grant  us  virtue's  blest  increase, 
Grant  a  death  of  hope  and  peace, 

Grant  the  joys  that  never  end. 


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4  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace! 
Our  weakness  pitying  see  ; 
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And  worthier  Thee ! 


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I   Come,  Holy  Spirit!  calm  my  mind, 

And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 

And  lead  me  to  Thy  blest  abode. 


2  Hast  Thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 

Oh,  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame  ; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 


3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart. 

And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see; 

Oh,  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart. 

And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  Thee. 

John  Stewart 
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3  Breathe  on  me,  breath  of  God, 
Till  I  am  wholly  Thine, 

Till  all  this  earthly  part  of  me 
Glows  with  Thy  fire  divine. 


4  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

So  shall  I  never  die. 
But  live  with  Thee  the  perfect  life 

Of  Thine  eternity. 


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1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ! 
With  all  Thy  quickening  powers. 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  !  >. 

Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs; 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 


Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 
At  this  poor  dying  rate — 

Our  love  so  faint  so  cold  to  Thee, 
And  Thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove! 
With  all  Thy  quickening  powers. 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

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Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God. 

4  Lead  us  to  heaven,  that  we  may  share 
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Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
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3  Come  Thou,  O  come; 
Glorious  and  shadow-free, 
Star  of  the  stormy  sea. 

Light  of  the  tempest-tost ; 
Harbor  our  souls  to  save 
When  hope  upon  the  wave 
Is  lost. 


4  Come  Thou,  O  come; 
Joy  in  life's  narrow  path, 
Hope  in  the  hour  of  death. 

Come,  Blessed  Spirit,  come; 
Lead  Thou  us  tenderly, 
Till  we  shall  find  with  Thee 
Our  Home. 


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Gracious  Spirit,  dwell  with  me 


Moderafo. 


Gracious  S^pi  -  rit  dwell  with  me, —  I 
Truth-fulSpi  -  rit  dwell  with  me,—  I 
Ten  -der  Spi  -  rit  dwell  with  me, —  I 


myself  would  gracious  be ;  And  with  words  that 
myself  would  truth  ful  be ;  And  with  wisdom 
myself  would  ten -der  be;     Shut  my  heart  up 


help  and  heal.  Would  Thy    life      in    mine  reveal;  And,  with  ac  -  tions  bold  and  meek, 
kind' and  clear,  Let   Thy    life      in    mine  appear;  And,  with  ac  -  tions  broth-er-ly, 
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Speak  my  Lord's  sinceri  -    ty. 
And  His  love  by  fragrance  own.  A 


4  Holy  Spirit,  dwell  with  me, — 

I  myself  would  holy  be  ; 

Separate  from  sin,  I  would 

Choose  and  cherish  all  things  good  ; 

And  whatever  I  can  be 

Give  to  Him  who  gave  me  Thee. 


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1  Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite  ! 
Shine  upon  our  nature's  night 
With  Thy  blessed  inward  light. 

Comforter  Divine  ! 

2  We  are  sinful :  cleanse  us.  Lord  : 
We  are  faint :  Thy  strength  afford  ; 
Lost,— until  by  Thee  restored. 

Comforter  Divine  ! 

3  Like  the  dew,  Thy  peace  distill ; 
Guide,  subdue  our  wayward  will, 
Things  of  Christ  unfolding  still. 

Comforter  Divine  ! 


4  In  us,  for  us,  intercede. 

And  with  voiceless  groanings,  plead 
Our  unutterable  need, 
Comforter  Divine  ! 

5  In  us  •'  Abba,  Father,"  cry, — 
Earnest  of  our  bliss  on  high, 
Seal  of  immortality, — 

Comforter  Divine  ! 

6  Search  for  us  the  depths  of  God; 
Bear  us  up  the  starry  road, 

To  the  height  of  Thine  abode. 
Comforter  divine  I     Amen. 

George  Rawson 


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F.  Faber    Not  too  slo7uly. 


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Oh  !  come  tlien     to      Je  -  sus, whose  arms  are     ex  -  tend  -  ed      To  fold  Ilis  dear 
Yes,  come    to      the  Sav-iour,  whose  mer  -  cy  grows  bright-er     The  lon-geryou 
Have  you  sinn'd  as  none  else    in     the  world  have    be-fore  you  ?  Are  you  blacker  than 
Come,  come    to     His  feet,  and    lay     o   -  pen  your     sto  -  ry      Of    suff'ringand 


Lord  who  for-gives  and  for -gets  ; 

children   in     clos-est  em-brace; 

look  at    the  depth  of  His  love ; 

all   oth  -  er   creatures   in    guilt? 

sor-row,  of    guilt  and   of  shame  ;  For  the  pardon  of 


Tho'  dark  be    the     for-tune   on  earth  that     be  - 
Oh  !  come, for  your    ex  -  ile   will  sliort  -  ly      be 
And   fear  not !  't  is     Je  -  sus  !  and  life's  cares  grow 
Oh,  fear  not,  and  doubt  not  the  moth  -  er     who 
sin     is    the  crown  of     His 


falls    you.  There's  a   bright   home     a  -  bove,  where  the    sun     nev  -  er      sets, 

end    -  ed,        And  Je   -    sus      will  show   you    His  beau  -  ti    -  ful     face, 

lio-ht  -  er        As  you  think      of        the  home  and     the     glo  -  ry       a  -    bove. 

bore     you  Loves  you   less     than     the  Sav-ionr  whose  blood  you  have    spilt, 

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INVITA  TION 


Return,  and  come  to  God 


H.  A.  Whitehead 


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Seek    ye        the     Sav  -  iour's  cleans-ing     blood  ;  Re  -  pent,   be  -  lieve,      o  -  bey  ! 
That  none      who   ask       in      hum-ble      faith    Should  ev  -  er      be        de-nied. 


3  Say  not  ye  will  not  come  ; 

'T  is  God  vouchsafes  to  call ; 
And  fearful  will  their  end  be  found, 

On  whom  His  wrath  shall  fall. 


4  Come,  then,  whoever  will ; 

Come,  while  't  is  called  to-day  ; 
Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood; 

Repent,  believe,  obey ! 


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Almost  Persuaded 


Time — "  Almost  Fersuadcd.' 


I   '•  Almost  persuaded  "  now  to  believe  ; 

"  Almost  persuaded  "'  Christ  to  receive. 
Seems  now  some  soul  to  say, 
"  Go,  Spirit,  go  Thy  way. 
Some  more  convenient  day. 
On  Thee  I  '11  call." 


2  "  Almost  persuaded,"  come,  come  to-day; 

"  Almost  persuaded,"  turn  not  away. 
Jesus  invites  you  here, 
Angels  are  lingering  near. 
Prayers  rise  from  hearts  so  dear : 
O  wanderer,  come ! 


3  "  Almost  persuaded,"  harvest  is  past ! 
"  Almost  persuaded,"  doom  comes  at  last ! 

"  Almost  "  cannot  avail ; 

"  Almost  "  is  but  to  fail ! 

Sad,  sad  that  bitter  wail, — 
"  Almost,"  but  lost  J 


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F.  H.  Cheeswright 


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O  let  him  freely  come,  Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  :  " 

And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ;  Lord,  even  so  :   we  wait  Thy  hour  ; 

'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come.  O  blest  Redeemer,  come. 

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Child  of  Sin  and  Sorrow 


7'uiic — "  Ava." 


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I  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Filled  with  dismay. 

Wait  not  for  to-morrow, 
Yield  thee  to-day  : 
Heaven  bids  thee  come, 
While  yet  there's  room. 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Hear  and  obey. 


2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Why  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Come  while  thou  canst  borrow 

Help  from  on  high  ; 

Grieve  not  that  love 

Which  from  above, 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Would  bring  thee  nigh. 


3  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Thy  moments  glide 

Like  the  flitting  arrow 
Or  the  rushing  tide  ; 
Ere  the  time  is  o'er. 
Heaven's  grace  implore ; 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow. 
In  Christ  confide. 

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INVITA  TION 


121 


To-day   Thy  viercy  calls  us 


Osruald  Allen 


John  Stainer 


2  To-day  Thy  gate  is  open, 

And  all  who  enter  in 
Shall  find  a  Father's  welcome 

And  pardon  for  their  sin, 
No  question  will  be  asked, 

How  often  we  have  come  ; 
Although  we  oft  have  wandered, 

It  is  our  Father's  Home  ! 


3  To-day  the  Father  calls  us, 

His  Holy  Spirit  waits  ; 
His  blessed  angels  gather, 

Around  the  heavenly  gates  ; 
The  past  shall  be  forgotten, 

A  present  joy  be  given, 
The  grace  which  He  has  promised, 

A  glorious  crown  in  heaven. 


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INVITA  TION 


The  Beautiful  Stream 


J.  B.  Calkin 


1.  O  have  you  not  heard  of  a    beau -ti-ful stream  That  flows  thro' our  Father's  land? 

2.  Its  fountains  are  deep  and  its  wa-ters  are  pure,  And  sweet  to    the     weary      soul; 

3.  This  beau-ti  -  ful  stream  is  the  riv  -  er     of   life,       It    flows  for   all     nations     free  ; 

4.  Oh,  will  you  not  drink  of  the  beau-ti  -  ful  stream,  And  dwell  on  its  peaceful    shore? 


Its   waters  gleam  bright  in  the  heav-en  -  ly  light.  And  rip-  pie  o'er  gold  -  en  sands. 

It  flows  from  the  throne  of  Je  -  ho-vah  a  -  lone:  Oh,  come  where  its  bright  waves  roll. 

A  balm  for  each  wound  in   its     wa-ters  are  found,  O  sin  -  ner,  it  flows   for  thee. 
The  Spir-it  says, "Come,  all  ye  wea-  ry  ones,  home.  And  wander  in    sin      no  more." 


Oh,      seek  that  beau  -  ti  -ful  stream;     Oh,      seek    that  beau  -  ti 


stream ; 


Its    wa-ters  so    free  are  flow- ing  for    thee,  Oh  seek   the  beau-  ti 


stream. 


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123 


Come  to  Jesus! 


2  Come  to  Jesus!  sin  no  more, 
But  on  thy  bended  knees  implore, 
And  knock  in  faitli  at  mercy's  door, 

He's  sure  to  welcome  thee. 

3  Come  to  Jesus  !  Lift  thine  eye  : 
There's  prayer  in  every  contrite  sigh 
And  every  groan,  for  God  is  nigh. 

He'll  bow  His  ear  to  thee. 

4  Come  to  Jesus  !  cling  to  Him, 
Hark!  how  He  calls  "Come  unto  Me 
1  cast  out  none,  I'll  pardon  thee." 

Oh,  thou  shalt  welcome  be. 


5  Come  to  Jesus  !  cling  to  Him, 
He'll  keep  thee  far  from  paths  of  sin, 
Thou  shalt  at  last  the  vict'ry  win ; 

And  He  will  welcome  Thee. 

6  Come  to  Jesus  !  Do  not  stand. 

The  Father  draws — 'tis  His  command. 
And  none  shall  pluck  thee  from  His  hand, 
No — that  can  never  be. 

7  Come  to  Jesus  !  Lord,  I  come  : 
Weary  of  sin,  no  more  I'd  roam. 
But  with  my  Saviour  be  at  home ; 

I  know  He'll  welcome  me. 


124 


To-day  the  Saviottr  cat  Is. 


Tune — Amoy    E  major 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls; 
Ye  wanderers,  come ! 

O,  ye  benighted  souls. 
Why  longer  roam  ! 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  : 
O,  listen  now  ! 

Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 


3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  : 
For  refuge  fly ; 

The  storm  of  justice  falls. 
And  death  is  nigh, 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day. 
Yield  to  His  power; 

O,  grieve  Him  not  away ; 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

Thomas  Hastings 


95 


IN  VITA  TION 


125 

Emily  H.  Miller 


/  love  to  hear  the  Story 


Cyril  Bowdler 


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2   I  know  my  blessed  Saviour 

Was  once  a  child  like  me, 
To  show  how  pure  and  holy 

His  little  ones  might  be  ; 
And  if  I  try  to  follow 

His  footsteps  here  below. 
He  never  will  forget  me, 

Because  He  loves  me  so. 
I  love  to  hear  the  story,  &c. 


96 


3  To  sing  His  love  and  mercy. 

My  sweetest  songs  I  '11  raise  ; 
And  though  I  cannot  see  Him, 

I  know  He  hears  my  praise  ; 
For  He  has  kindly  promised 

That  even  I  may  go 
To  sing  among  His  angels. 

Because  He  loves  me  so. 
I  love  to  hear  the  story,  &c. 


REPENTANCE  AND  EAITH 


I  luas  a  wandering  Sheep 


Francis  John 


'I        did       not    love     my    Shepherd's  voice,  I      would    not      be       con -trolled. 
He     fol  -  lowed  me       o'er  vale    and     hill,    O'er   des  -    erts  waste    and    wild: 


3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is  ; 

'T  was  He  that  loved  my  soul, 
'T  was  He  that  washed  me  in  His  blood, 

'T  was  He  that  made  ine  whole  ; 
'T  was  He  that  soui^ht  the  lost. 

That  found  the  wanderinj^  sheep; 
•'T  was  He  that  brou^jht  me  to  the  fold. 

'T  is  He  that  still  doth  keep. 


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4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled; 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold  : 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam ; 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 

I  love,  I  love  His  home ' 


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REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH 


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3  Thou  the  true  Physician  art ; 
Thou,  O  Christ  canst  health  impart, 
Binding  up  the  bleeding  heart. 


128 


Lord,  ill  this 

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1  Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day 
Ere  it  pass  for  aye  away. 

On  our  knees  we'll  fall  and  pray. 

2  Holy  Jesus,  grant  us  tears, 
Fill  us  with  heart-searching  fears 
Ere  that  awful  doom  appears. 

3  Lord,  on  us  Thy  spirit  pour, 
Kneeling  lowly  at  the  door 
Ere  it  close  for  evermore. 


4  Other  comforters  are  gone; 
Thou  canst  heal,  and  Thou  alone. 
Thou  for  all  my  sin  atone. 

Thy  mercy  s  day 

ND    HYMN 

4  By  Thy  night  of  agony, 
By  Thy  supplicating  cry, 
By  Thy  willingness  to  die. 

5  By  Thy  tear  of  bitter  woe 
For  Jerusalem  below, 

Let  us  not  Thy  love  forego. 

6  Grant  us  'neath  Thy  wings  a  place, 

Lest  we  lose  this  day  of  grace — 

Ere  we  shall  behold  Thy  face. 

Isaac  Williams 
98 


REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH 


I  heard  a  voice 


L.  Spohr 


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2  I  saw  His  face,  the  fairest  face 

That  mortal  ever  saw ; 
I  longed  the  Saviour  to  embrace, 

From  Him  new  life  to  draw. 
"Come  unto  Me,'"  He  kindly  said, 

"And  I  will  give  Thee  rest ; 
The  ransom-price  I  fully  paid — 

Repent!  believe!  be  blest!" 


99 


3  I  felt  His  love,  the  strongest  love 

That  mortal  ever  felt; 
Oh  !  how  it  drew  my  soul  above, 

And  made  my  hard  heart  melt! 
My  burden  at  His  feet  I  laid, 

And  knew  the  joy  of  heaven, 
As  in  my  willing  ear  he  said 

The  blessed  word,  "■Forgiven.''''' 


REPENTANCE   AND   FAITH 


130 

Frances  R.  Haver  ml 


/  <i^;//  trusting  Thee,  Lord  Jes74s 


R.  P.  Stewart 


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Thou  alone  shalt  lead. 
Every  day  and  hour  supplying 

All  my'need, 


4  I  am  trusting  Thee,  Lord  Jesus  ; 

Never  let  me  fall  ; 
I  am  trusting  Thee  for  ever, 

And  for  all. 


131 

IV.  McDonald 

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2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  Thee  ; 

Long  has  evil  dwelt  within  ; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 


3  Here  I  give  give  my  all  to  Thee, — 
Friends  and  time  and  earthly  store  ; 

Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be — 
Wholly  Thine  for  evermore. 


REPENTANCE   AND   EAITJf 

By  the  Graciotts,  Saving  Call 


F.  A.J.  Hervey 


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3  By  the  love  that  longs  to  bless, 
Pitying  our  sore  distress, 
Leading  us  to  holiness. 

We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


5  By  the  love  that  speaks  within. 
Calling  us  to  flee  from  sin, 
And  the  joy  of  gladness  win, 
We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


4  By  the  love  so  calm  and  strong, 
Patient  still  to  suffer  wrong. 
And  our  day  of  grace  prolong. 
We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


6  By  the  love  that  bids  Thee  spare, 
By  the  Heaven  Thou  dost  prepare, 
By  Thy  promises  to  prayer. 
We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH 


133 


Redeemed,  Restored,  Forgiven 


Henry  W.  Baker 


Traditional  Melodv 


1.  Redeemed,  restored,  for-giv-en.  Through  Jesus'  precious  Blood,  Heirs  of  His  home  in 

2.  Once  on  the  drear- y  mount-ain  We  wandered  far  and  wide,    Far  from  the  cleansing 


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Foun-tain,  Far  from  the    pier-ced  Side;  But     Je  -  sus  sought  and  found  us.  And 


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To      be  His  own  for  aye. 


A  -men. 


3  Dear  Master,  Thine  the  glory 

Of  each  recovered  soul; 
Ah  !  who  can  tell  the  story 

Of  love  that  made  us  whole  ? 
Not  ours,  not  ours  the  merit; 

Be  thine  alone  the  praise, 
And  ours  a  thankful  spirit 

To  serve  Thee  all  our  days. 


4  Now  keep  us.  Holy  Saviour. 

In  Thy  true  love  and  fear; 
And  grant  us  of  Thy  favor 

The  grace  to  persevere  ; 
Till,  in  Thy  new  creation. 

Earth's  time-long  travail  o'er, 
We  find  our  full  salvation. 

And  praise  Thee  evermore. 


REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH 


134 


Self  and  Christ 


A.  Monod 


W.  H.  Monk 


1.  Oh,         the      bit    -  ter     shame      and 

2.  Yet  He    found    me :        1  be 


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3  Day  by  day  His  tender  mercy. 
Healing,  helping,  full  and  free, 

Sweet  and  strong,  and  ah  !  so  patient, 
Brought  me  lower,  while  I  whisper'd, 
'*  Less  of  self,  and  more  of  Thee." 

4  Higher  than  the  highest  heavens, 
Deeper  than  the  deepest  sea. 

Lord,  Thy  love  at  last  hath  conquer'd; 
Grant  me  now  my  soul's  desire, 
"  None  of  self,  and  all  of  Thee." 


heart     said  faint    -  ly,    "Some       of        self,     and    some        of     Thee."     A  -  men. 


103 


REPENTAiWCE   AND   FAITH 


I  lay  my  sins  on  jfcsus 


S.  S.  Wesley 


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2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus ; 

All  fulness  dwells  in  Him  ; 
He  healeth  my  diseases. 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem  : 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares  ; 
He  from  them  all  releases. 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 


3  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
1  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child: 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng. 
To  sing  with  saints  His  praises, 

And  learn  the  angels'  sono;. 


136 


Lord,  Thy  mercy  now  entreating 


Time  on  pagi:  190 
I   Lord,  Thy  mercy  now  entreating. 

Low  before  Thy  throne  we  fall, 
Our  misdeeds  to  Thee  confessing, 

On  Thy  name  we  humbly  call. 

Sinful  thoughts,  and  words  unloving. 

Rise  againsl  us  one  by  one; 
Acts  unworthy,  deeds  unthinking. 

Good  that  we  have  left  undone  : 


2  Precious  moments  idly  wasted. 
Precious  hours  in  folly  spent; 

Christian  vow  and  fight  unheeded. 
Scarce  a  thought  to  wisdom  lent: 
Lord,  Thy  mercy  still  entreating. 
We  with  shame  our  sins  would  own 

From  henceforth,  the  time  redeeming. 
May  we  live  to  Thee  alone. 
loX       '  A.  x\'. 


REPENTANCI-:   AND   FA/lIf 


Lord,  I  confess  to   lliee 
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2  Faithful  and  just  art  Thou, 

Forgiving  all ; 
Loving  and  kind  art  Thou, 

When  poor  ones  call ; 
Lord,  let  the  cleansing  blood, 
IJlood  of  the  Lamb  of  God 
Pass  o'er  my  soul. 


3  Then  all  is  peace  and  light 

This  soul  within  : 
Thus  shall  I  walk  with  Thee, 

The  loved  unseen  : 
Leaning  on  Thee,  niy  God, 
Guided  along  the  road, 

Nothing  between. 


138 


Take  up  thy  Cross 


Tioie  on  /(ij,v  200 

1  Take  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said. 
If  thou  would'st  My  disciple  be  ; 

Deny  thyself,  the  world  forsake. 
And  humbly  follow  after  Me. 

2  Take  up  thy  cross  ;  let  not  its  weight 
Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm  ; 

His  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up. 

And  brace  thy  heart,  and  nerve  thine  arm. 


3  Take  up  thy  cross  then  in  His  strength. 
And  calmly  eery  danger  brave  : 

'T  will  guide  thee  to  a  better  home, 
And  lead  to  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  Christ, 
Xor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down  : 

For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 
.May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 


REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH 


I  heard  the  voice  of  yesus  say 

rail  /-^        tempo 


/.  B.  Dykes 


Lay     down,  thou     wea    -   ry     one,       lav  down     Thy    head      up  -  on      my  breast;" 


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2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water,  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live  ;  " 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life  giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived. 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 


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3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light ; 
Look  unto  Me,  thy  morn  shrll  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright :  " 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him,  my  Star,  my  Sun; 
And,  in  that  Light  of  life,  I'll  walk 

Till  traveling  days  are  done. 


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Charh-s  IVeslcv 


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1.  Je  -  sus,  the  sin  -  ner's  friend,  to  thee,    Lost     aud  un-done,  for      aid       I     flee; 

2.  Pi  -  ty     and  save  my       ru  -  ined  soul ;  'Tis    thou    a  -  lone  canst  make  me  whole; 


'I    I 


Wea  -  ry     of     eartii,  my  -  self,  and     sin,      O  -  pen  thine    arms  and  take     me     in. 
Dark,  till    in       me    thine  im  -  age  shine,  And  lost      I         am     till    thou     art    mine. 

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3  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 
That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee  : 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 


4  What  can  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord,  I  am  sin. — but  thou  art  love  : 
I  give  up  every  plea  beside, 
Lord,  I  am  lost. — but  thou  hast  died  I 


141 

Tu/w — /'')',?■(•  4 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea. 
But  that  Thy  Blood  was  shed  for  me. 

•And  that  Thou  bid'st  me  come  to  Thee 
O  Lamb  of  God.  I  come. 

2  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come 

3  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind : 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God.  1  come, 


ynsf  as  I  am 


4  Just  as  I  am,  Thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve. 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am  (Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down.) 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

6  Just  as  I  am,  of  that  free  love. 

The  breadth,  length,  depth,  and  height  to 

prove. 
Here  for  a  season,  then  above, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come.     Amen. 

C liar  lot te  Elliott 


107 


KEPKA'TANCE  AND  EAITII 


F.  W.  Faber 


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2  I  cannot  feel  Thee  touch  my  hand 

With  pressure  light  and  mild, 
To  check  me  as  my  mother  did, 

When  I  was  but  a  child  : 
But  I  have  felt  Thee  in  my  thoughts. 

Fighting  vi^ith  sin  for  me; 
And  when  my  heart  loves  God  I  know 

The  sweetness  is  from  Thee. 


3  And  when,  dear  Saviour,  I  kneel  down, 

Morning  and  night,  to  prayer, 
Something  there  is,  within  my  heart. 

Which  tells  me  Thou  art  there. 
Yes,  when  I  pray  Thou  prayest  too, — 

Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me ; 
But  when  I  sleep  Thou  sleepest  not, 

But  watchest  patiently. 


143 

Time — Welcome  Voice 
I   I  hear  The  welcome  voice, 

That  calls  me.  Lord  to  Thee, 
For  cleansing  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

Cho. — I  am  coming.  Lord  ! 

Coming  now  to  Thee; 

Wash  me,  cleanse,  in  thy  blood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary  ! 


/  hear  Thy  welcome  voice 


108 


2  Though  coming  weak  and  vile, 
Thou  dost  my  strength  assure  ; 

Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  cleanse. 
Till  spotless  all,  and  pure. — Cho. 

3  'T  is  Jesus  calls  me  on 
To  perfect  faith  and  love. 

To  perfect  hope,  and  peace,  and  trust, 
For  earth  and  heaven  above. —  Cho. 

L.  Harts ough 


CONFLICT 


Hark,  tJie  Sound  of  the  Fight 


Charles  //.  Lloyd 


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Hark, the  sound  of   the  fight  hath  gone  forth,  And 
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we  must  not   tar  -  ry  at    home; 


For  our  Lord  from  the  south  and  the  north  Has  commanded  His  sol   -    diers  to    come 


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2  We  must  stand  to  our  colors  like  men  : 

Our  Lord  is  a  leader  to  love  ; 
For  the  wounded  he  heals,  and  the  slain 

He  crowns  in  His  city  above. 
We  must  march  to  the  battle  with  speed. 

Upon  earth  our  duty  is  strife  ; 
Oh,  blest  are  the  soldiers  who  bleed 

For  the  Saviour  who  died  to  give  life. 


3  There  is  Jesus  in  heaven  above, 

There  is  Jesus  on  eartii  below. 
And  His  the  one  standard  we  love, 

And  His  the  one  watchword  we  know. 
Let  us  sing  the  new  song  of  the  Lamb; 

Let  us  sing  round  our  banner  so  brave  : 
Let  us  sing  of  that  bountiful  blood 

That  was  shed  to  redeem  and  to  save. 

I  GO 


CONFLICT 


145 


Soldiers  of  the  Captain 


With  spij'it. 


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2  Take  ye,  then,  the  helmet. 

Breastplate,  shield,  and  sword- 
Thus  equipped,  for  battle 

Ready  at  His  word  : 
Fierce  though  be  the  warfare, 

Sure  is  the  renown — 
And,  though  dark  the  conflict, 

Bright  the  promised  crown. 
Soldiers  of  the  Captain  !  &c, 


3  Jesus  !  Captain  !  help  us 

Soldiers  good  to  be — 
Living,  dying,  ever. 

Fighting,  Lord,  for  Thee: 
Eager  to  march  forward. 

In  those  ranks  of  Thine — 
Waiting  but  the  order 

From  Thy  voice  divine  ! 

Soldiers  of  the  Captain  !  &c. 


CONFLICT 


We  are  Soldiers  of  Christ 


T.  B.  Pollock 


E.  C.  A.  Chepmell 


N-i 


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1.  We     are     sol  -  diers    of  Christ,  Who    is    might   -  y        to     save,       And    His 

2.  We     are    bro  -  thers    and  com  -  rades,  we  stand    side      by     side.       And    our 

3.  We    will  watch  read  -  y     armed     if      the  tempt   -  er    draw  near,  If       he 


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and    our  liope     are     the       same;  And  we   think      of  the  Cross      on  which 

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4  Now  let  each  cheer  his  comrade,  let  hearts  beat  as  one, 
While  we  follow  where  Christ  leads  the  way. 

'T  were  dishonor  to  yield,  or  the  battle  to  shun, 
We  will  fight,  and  will  watch,  and  will  pray. 

5  Though  the  warfare  be  weary,  the  trial  be  sore. 
In  the  might  of  our  God  we  will  stand  ; 

Oh,  what  joy  to  be  crowned  and  be  pure  evermore 
In  the  peace  of  our  own  Fatherland  I 
III 


CONFLICT 


147 


Breast  the  wave,  Christian 


J.  Stammers 


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1.  Breast  the  wave,  Chris -tian,  When   it       is  strong  -  est,  Watch  for   day,  Chris-tian, 

2.  Fight  the  fight,  Chris-tian,      Je  -  sus      is    o'er      thee;  Run   the  race,  Chris-tian, 

3.  Lift     the    eye,   Chris-tian,     just     as       it    clos    -  eth ;  Raise  the  heart,  Chris-tian, 


when 

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long  -  est;  On-  ward  and  on  -ward  still 
fore  thee:  He  who  hath  pro  -  mised  all, 
pos    -  eth,     Noth  -  ing    thy     soul    from    the 


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er,      Oh,  trust      in      the     love     that  en  -  dur   -  eth  for  -  ev  -  er ! 

er.     Soon  Thou  shalt  mount  up  -  ward  to  praise    Him  for  -  ev  -  er. 

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148 


My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 


Time — Laban     C  7najor 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 

And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies 

2  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray! 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 


3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 

Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done. 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ! 

He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  His  blest  abode. 

George  Heath 


CONFLICT 


149 


My  Saviour,  be   Thoit  near  me 


'J\  A.  St  owe  I  I 


11'.  H.  Loiig/iitrst 


S^i^p^pi^^iSii^li^ 


I.  My  Saviour,  be  Thou  near  me  When  Sa-tan  doth  as  -  sail,  To  strengthen  and  pro 


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days  are  dark  and  sad, 


My  Sav-iour,  be  Thou  near  me.  And    I  shall  still  be  glad. 

--1- 


2  My  Saviour,  be  Thou  near  me 

In  sickness  and  in  pain. 
To  teach  my  spirit  patience, 

To  make  my  sorrow  gain 
When  heart  and  flesh  are  failing. 

Receive  my  parting  breath  ; 
My  Saviour,  be  Thou  near  me, 

To  comfort  me  in  death. 


3  And  then,  forever  near  Thee, 

Safe  in  that  iiappy  place 
Where  angels  sing  Thy  praises, 

And  saints  behold  Thy  face  ; 
My  joy  shall  be  Thy  Presence, 

Yes,  this  mv  heaven  will  be, 
My  Saviour  will  be  near  me 

Thro'  all  eternity. 


Tunc — Clirisimas     Ey  major 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  His  cause. 
Or  blush  to  speak  His  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 

While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 


Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  Cross 


3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign; 
Increase  my  courage.  Lord; 

ril  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain. 
Supported  by  Thy  word. 

/.  Watts 


IW 


CONFLICT 


151 


IVatch  and  pray 


Charlotte  Elliott 


Kate  S.  Chittenden 


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I.  Chris  -  tian,  seek     not      yet       re  -  pose 


Cast     Thy  dreams  of    ease        a  -   way; 


Copyright,  1891 

2  Gird  thy  heavenly  armor  on, 
Wear  it  ever  night  and  day; 
Ambushed  lies  the  evil  one, 
Watch  and  pray. 


by  Silver,  Burdett  &  Co. 

4  Hear,  above  all,  hear  thy  Lord  ; 

Him  thou  lovest  to  obey  ; 
Hide  within  thy  heart  His  word, 
Watch  and  pray. 


3  Hear  the  victors  who. overcame; 

Still  they  mark  each  warrior's  way; 
All  with  warning  voice  exclaim, — 
Watch  and  pray. 


5  Watch,  as  if  on  that  alone 

Hung  the  issue  of  the  day; 
Pray  that  help  may  be  sent  down ; 
Watch  and  pray. 


Tunc — Christmas     Ey  major 

1  Awake,  my  soul ;  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 

A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 


Awake  my  Soul 


3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  higii : 

'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye  ; — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 
Whicli  shall  new  lustre  boast, 

When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarch's  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

Philip  Doddridge 
114 


COXFLICT 


Lord,  we  stand  before  Thy  Throne 


Philip  Armes 


1.  Lord,  we    stand  be    -  fore  Thy  Throne  ;  Thee  our  Lord  and      God      we  own, 

2.  How   can     we,      a         fee    -  ble  band,     Sa  -  tan's  gath-ered    hosts    withstand, 


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Sav-iour,    in      Thy  Name    we       go,       Thou  hast   conquered  ev  -    'ry      foe; 


Cour-age,  pa-tience,  help     im-part;  Keep    us     wliol  -  ly    Tiiine. 
And      if   Thou  Thv  strength  be-stow,    Sav  -  ing  Help      is       ours. 

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3  For  above  our  mortal  sight, 
In  the  land  of  endless  light, 
Stand  the  victors  robed  in  white. 

Strike  their  harps  and  sing — 
Jesus  triumphed  when  He  rose, 
Jesus  conquered  all  our  foes  : 
Now  His  hand  the  Crown  bestows. 

Glory  to  our  King  ! 


4  Lord,  if  we  Thy  cross  will  bear, 
We  may  hope  Thy  joy  to  share. 
With  Thy  ransomed  ones  to  wear 

Crown  and  palm  on  high  ! 
Hear  us  then,  we  humbly  pray,    ' 
Take  our  hearts,  ourselves,  to-day  ; 
'Neath  Thy  banner  may  we  stay 

Faitliful  till  we  die. 


CON  FLIC  7 


54 


Onward,  Christian  soldiers 


S.  Baring  Gould 


Arthur  S.  Sullivan 

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1.  Onward, Christian  sol-diers, Marching  as     to    war,  With  the  cross  of     Je  -  sus 

2.  Like    a  might-y       ar -my,  Moves  the  church  of  God,  Brothers,  we    are  tread -ing 

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3  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane. 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain  ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  church  prevail, 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise. 

And  that  cannot  fail. 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers,  &c. 


4   Onward,  then,  ye  people, 

Join  our  happy  throng. 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 

In  the  triumph  song — 
Glory,  laud  and  honor. 

Unto  Christ  the  King, 
This,  through  countless  ages, 

Men  and  angels  sing. 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers,  &c. 
ii6 


CONFLICT 


155 

/'.  R.  Havergal^ 


Who  is  on  the  Lord's  side 


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1.  Who  is     on    the  Lord's  side?  Who  will  serve  the  King?  Who  will    be  His    helpers 

2.  Je-sus,Thou  hast  bought  us,    Not  with  gold  or      gem,  But  with  Thine  own  life-blood. 


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4  Chosen  to  be  soldiers 

In  an  alien  land, 
"  Chosen,  called,  faithful," 
For  our  Captain's  band 
In  the  service  royal, 

Let  us  not  grow  cold  : 
Let  us  be  right  loyal. 
Noble,  true,  and  bold. 

Master,  Thou  wilt  keep  us, 

By  Thy  Grace  divine, 

Always  on  the  Lord's  side, 

Saviour,  always  Thine! 


CONFLICT 


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J.  Barnhv 


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watch  -  word —  the  In-car-na  -  tion,  Our  watchword  the  In  -  car  -  na  -  tion. 
burst       the       bars       of       i     -    ron.    And     burst      the   bars     of        i    -    ron. 


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1.  Fight  the  good  figlit  with   all  thy  might,  Christ  is  thy  Strength,  and  Christ  thy  light ; 

2.  Run  the  straight  race  through  God's  good  grace,  Lift  up  thine  eyes,  and  seek  His  Face ; 


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His  boundless  mercy  will  provide  ; 
Trust,  and  thy  trusting  soul  shall  prove 
Christ  is  its  life,  and  Christ  its  love. 


4  Faint  not  nor  fear.  His  arms  are  near, 
He  changeth  not,  and  thou  art  dear; 
Only  believe,  and  thou  shalt  see 
That  Christ  is  all  in  all  to  thee. 


Copyright,  18iM,  by  .Silver,  Bukdett  &  Co. 


119 


CONFLICT 


1^3  The  trumpet  call  of  duty 

Alfred  H.  Miles. 


Lausanne  Psalter 


1.  The    trum   -  pet     call 

2.  Wher  -  ev     -    er    pride      op  -  press  -    es,  Wlier   -  ev 


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A'orfftiiii  Macleod 


CONFLICT 

Courage,  Brother!  do  not  Stumble 

Arthur  S.  Sullivan 


r.     clr-aTe.broth-er!       do     iot  stl -bTe,  Tho'  thy    path    be     d^k    ^s    nigt ; 


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There's    a    star    to    gJide  th'e  hum  -  b.e.  Trust    in    God.  a„d^   do      the  right. 


Tho'.l,e  roadie  long  and  dreary.  And  the  end  be    out    of  sight.  Tread  it  bravely. 


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2  Perish  "policy"  and  cunning, 

Perish  all  that  fears  the  light, 
Whether  losinsi,  whether  winning, 

Trust  in  God  and  do  the  right. 
Shun  all  forms  of  guilty  passion. 

Fiends  can  look  like  angels  bright: 
Heed  no  custom,  school,  or  fashion. 

Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right. 


3  Some  will  hate  thee,  some  will   ove  thee, 

Some  will  flatter,  some  will  slight ; 
Cease  from  man,  and  look  above  thee, 

Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right. 
Simple  rule  and  safest  guiding, 

Inward  peace  and  shining  light, 
Star  upon  our  path  abiding,   _ 

Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right. 


121 


CONFLICT—  WORK 


I  60 


King  of  Glory! 


J, 


Mrs.  Mitchell 


R.  Stezvart 


1.  King       of      glo  -  ry  !  Sav  -  iour      dear  !  Grant      us    grace    to      per    -   se  -  vere  ; 

2.  Once      for   Thee   the    Cru   -  ci     -     fied,     Many       a     faith  -  ful    mar  -    tyr     died, 


L°ad  -   er       of     the  hosts    of       God,      May      we  tread  where  Thou  hast    trod! 
How      can     we    Thy    chil-dren     show       All       our   love     for     all    Thy      woe? 


3  Bearing  calmly  for  our  Lord 
Thoughtless  jest  or  spiteful  word  ; 
Curbing  angry  speech  and  tear, 
Strong  in  Thee  to  persevere. 


4  Persevere,  Thy  yoke  is  light  ; 
Persevere,  Thy  crown  is  bright ; 
Persevere,  and  we  shall  sing, 
In  the  palace  of  our  King  1 


161 


One  more  days  work  for  yesMS 


B\>  niajor 

1  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus, 
One  less  of  life  for  me  ! 

But  heaven  is  nearer. 
And  Christ  is  dearer. 

Than  yesterday  to  me; 
His  love  and  light 
Fill  all  my  soul  to-night. — Cho. 

2  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus  ! 
How  sweet  the  work  has  been, 

To  tell  the  story, 
To  show  the  glory. 

Where  Christ's  flock  enter  in  ! 
How  it  did  shine 
In  this  poor  heart  of  mine  ! — Cho. 


3.  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus — 

Oh,  yes,  a  weary  day  ; 
But  heaven  shines  clearer. 
And  rest  comes  nearer. 

At  each  step  of  the  way  ; 
And  Christ  in  all — 
Before  His  face  I  fall. — Cho. 

4  Oh,  blessed  work  for  Jesus  ! 

Oh,  rest  at  Jesus'  feet! 
There  toil  seems  pleasure. 
My  wants  are  treasure, 

And  pain  for  Him  is  sweet. 
Lord,  if  I  may, 
I  'II  serve  another  day! — Cho. 

A.  Warner 


IVOR  A'  FOR   CHRIST 


162 


JVork.for  the  Night  is  coming 


S.  Dyer 


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2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon  ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  will  come  sure  and  soon  : 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store  : 
Work,  for  the  niglit  is  coming 

When  man  works  no  more. 


3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies  ; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing 

Work,  for  the  daylight  flies : 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more  ; 
Work,  while  the  night  is  darkening 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


I  23 


WORK  FOR   CHRIST 


163 


IVhile  the  Sun  is  shining 


T.  A.  Stowell 


Walter  Macfarren 


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3  Work,  but  not  in  sadness, 

For  your  Lord  above  ; 
He  will  make  it  gladness 

With  His  smile  of  love. 
When  that  Lord  returning 

Knocketh  at  the  gate, 
Let  your  lights  be  burning. 

Be  like  men  who  wait. 


4  Happy  then  the  meeting. 

When  you  see  His  face  ; 
Welcome  then  the  greeting 

From  the  Throne  of  grace- 
"  Good  and  faithful  servant, 

Of  my  Father  blest, 
Now  your  work  is  ended, 

Enter  into  rest." 


ASPIRA  TION 


164 


Goethe 


Purer  yet  and  purer 


Kate  S.  Chittenden 


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3  Higher  yet  and  higher 

Out  of  clouds  and  night, 
Nearer  yet  and  nearer 

Rising  to  the  light — 
Light  serene  and  holy. 

Where  my  soul  may  rest, 
Purified  and  lowly. 

Sanctified  and  blest. 


4  Quicker  yet  and  quicker 

Ever  onward  press, 
Firmer  yet  and  firmer 

Step  as  I  progress  : 
Oft  these  earnest  longings 

Swell  witliin  my  breast, 
Yet  their  inner  meaning 

Ne'er  can  be  expressed. 


Copyright,  1891,  by  Silver,  Burdett  &  Co. 


125 


ASPIRA  TION 


165 


Far  from  my  Heavenly  Home 


II.  F.  Lyh- 
Not  too  slow 


John  Wilkes 


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My  heart,  O      Zi     -     on,  droops  and  yearns.  When  I      re-mem   -  ber    Thee.  A  -  men. 


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3  To  Thee,  to  Thee  I  press 
A  dark  and  toilsome  road  ; 

When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness. 
And  reach  the  saints'  abode  ? 


4  God  of  my  life,  be  near; 

On  Thee  my  hopes  I  cast; 
O  guide  me  through  the  desert  here. 

And  brinof  me  home  at  last. 


166 


Father!  whateer  of  earthly  bliss 


Tunc — Naomi     D  major 
I   Father  !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies. 
Accepted  at  Thy  throne  of  grace. 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 


2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart. 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  Thy  grace  impart. 

And  make  me  live  to  Thee. 


3  "Let  the  sweet  hope  that  Thou  art  mine 

My  Life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 

And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

126 


A.  Steele 


ASPIRA  TION 

Father,  hear  the  Prayer  we  offer! 


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1.  Fa  -  ther,  hear   the  prayer  we       of-  fer !     Not     for     ease   our  prayer  shall    be, 

2.  Not     for   -  ev  -   er       in    green  pas  -  tures    Do      we      ask    our    way      to        be; 


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But  for  strengthjthat  we  may      ev  -  er    Live    our    lives  cou  -  ra-geous  -  ly. 

But  by    steep   and   rug-ged   pathways  Would  we  strive  to    climb  to    Thee.     A- men. 


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3  Not  for  ever  in  still  waters 
Would  we  ask  that  we  may  stay, 

But  would  win  the  living  fountains 
From  the  rocks  along  the  way. 


4  Be  our  strength  in  hours  of  weakness  ; 

In  our  wanderings  be  our  guide : 
Through  endeavor,  failure,  danger, 

Father  !  be  Thou  at  our  side. 


1 68 


From  '■  Pilgrim  Songs,"  by  per.  ol  Cong'l  S.  S.  and  Pub.  Soc. 


Come,  Thou  Fount  of  every  Blessing 


Time  "A'fttlt'toii."     F  major- 

I   Come,  Thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  Thy  grace  : 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing. 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teacli  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — 1  'm  fixed  upon  it ! 

Mount  of  Thv  redeeming  love. 


2  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I  "m  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  Thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  Thee. 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here  "s  my  heart,  oh   take  and  seal  it ! 

Seal  it  for  Thy  courts  above. 

K.  Robinson 
127 


169 


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James  Edmeston 


ASPIRA  TION 

Lead  us,  Heavenly  Father 


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Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us; 
Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe ; 
Lone  and  dreary, 
Faint  and  weary. 
Through  the  desert  Thou  didst  go. 


3  Spirit  of  our  God,  descending. 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  joy  ; 
Love  with  every  passion  blending, 
Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy; 
Thus  provided, 
Pardoned,  guided. 
Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy. 


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170 


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I   While  we  lowly  bow  before  Thee, 
Wilt  Thou,  gracious  Saviour,  hear? 

We  are  poor  and  needy  sinners, 
Full  of  doubt  and  full  of  fear ; 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Make  us  humble  and  sincere. 


2  Fill  us  with  Thy  Holy  Spirit; 

Sanctify  us  by  Thy  grace  ; 
Oh,  incline  us  more  to  love  Thee, 

And  in  dust  our  souls  abase. 
Hear  us,  Saviour, 

And  unveil  Thy  glorious  face. 


3  None  in  vain  did  ever  ask  Thee 
For  the  Spirit  of  Thy  love  ; 

Hear  us,  then,  dear  Saviour,  hear  us  ; 
Grant  an  answer  from  above  ; 

Blessed  Saviour, 
Hear  and  answer  from  above. 


Lord,  I  believe 


D.  C.  Coles-worthy 


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The  confidence  I  seek. 


4  Yes  !  I  believe ;  and  only  Thou 
Canst  give  my  soul  relief: 

Lord,  to  Thy  truth  my  spirit  ho^  \ 
"  Help  Thou  mine  unbelief!" 


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3  He  will  teach  me  how  to  live, 
All  my  sinful  thouglits  forgive  ; 
Pure  in  heart  I  still  would  be,-  • 
Let  my  Saviour  dwell  in  me. 


4  Born  of  Him,  through  grace  renewed, 
I5y  His  love  my  will  subdued, 
Rich  in  faith  I  still  would  be, — 
Let  my  Saviour  dwell  in  me. 


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Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  Thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  Thy  powerful  hand ; 

Bread  of  heaven. 
Feed  nie  till  I  want  no  more. 


Guide  me,  O  TJiou  great  Jehovah 


2  Open  Thou  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 

Strons;  Deliverer, 
Be  Thou  still  my  Strength  and  Shield, 
3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  Death  !  and  hell's  Destruction  ! 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  Thee.     Amen. 

W.  Williams 

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I  see  the  sights  that  dazzle. 

The  tempting  sounds  I  hear. 
My  foes  are  ever  near  me, 

Around  me  and  within; 
But,  Jesus,  draw  Thou  nearer. 

And  shield  my  soul  from  sin. 


3  O  Jesus,  Thou  hast  promised 

To  all  who  follow  Thee. 
That  where  Thou  art  in  glory 

There  shall  Thy  servant  be  ; 
And,  Jesus,  I  have  promised 

To  serve  Thee  to  the  end  ; 
O,  give  me  grace  to  follow 

My  Master  and  my  Friend  ! 


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Give  our  hearts  to  Thine  obedience. 
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Increase  our  faith  to  feed  upon  Thee  still. 

4  O  Grant  us  peace,  that  by  Thy  peace  possessed, 
Thy  life  within  us  we  may  manifest. 

5  So  shall  we  pass  our  days  in  holy  fear, 
In  joyful  consciousness  that  Thou  art  near. 

6  So  shalt  Thou  be  for  ever,  loving  Lord, 
Our  Shield  and  our  exceedinjr  great  Reward. 


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Charlotte  Elliott 


Thy  linll  be  done 


A.  S.  Sullivan 


My,  God,  my    Fa  -  ther,  wliile      I   stray 
Tho'  dark  my  path    and     sad     my    lot, 


Far  from    my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
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Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  take  away 
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Thy  will  be  done. 

4  Let  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  Thy  sweet  spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

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How  good  Thou  art  to  me! 


R.  JV.  Laiidis 


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From  sin  be  free  ; 
Till  I  shall  live  Thy  praise, 
Love  Thee  in  all  Thy  ways  ; 
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4  O  Christ  receive  my  prayer  ! 
I  would  Tliine  image  bear 
Would  still  Thy  guidance  share, 

Till  life  retires; 
Oh  make  me  Thine  for  aye ; 
Thine  while  on  earth  1  stay. 
And  Thine  where  endless  day 

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More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind, 
Just  and  holy  is  Thy  Name, 
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Vile  and  full  of  sin  1  am, 
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4  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found, 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin. 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound. 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within; 
Thou  of  life  the  Fountain  art: 
Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee  : 
Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart. 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 


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More  love  to   Thee,  O  Christ 

SECOND    HYMN 


I   More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 
Hear  Thou  the  prayer  I  make, 

On  bended  knee; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea. 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 


2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved. 

Sought  peace  and  rest ; 
Now  Thee  alone  I  seek. 

Give  what  is  best ; 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be. 
More  love,  O  Christ,  t©  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee! 


3  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 
Whisper  Thy  praise ; 

This  be  the  parting  cry 
My  heart  shall  raise. 

This  still  its  prayer  shall  be. 

More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 
More  love  to  Thee! 

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Klhabcth  Prentiss 


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2.  Oreat     love     of    God,  come     in, 


O        love  that  casts     out      sin, 
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Our  very  love  is  shame, 

And  we  must  come  to  Thee 
To  make  it  of  Thy  grace 

What  Thou  would'st  have  it  be. 


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2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  : 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
So  a  soul  that  's  jjorn  of  God 

Pants  to  view  His  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  His  abode, 

To  rest  in  His  embrace. 


3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  : 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  ; 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


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Hini     to       la  -  bor    now.    Then     see      His     glo  -  ry  where  the    an    -  gels  bow. 
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Lived  for  the  toil  or  pleasure  of  each  day  : 
As  if  no  Christ  had  shed  His  precious  blood, 
As  if  I  owed  no  homage  to  my  God. 

4  O  Holy  Spirit,  with  Thy  fire  divine. 

Melt  into  tears  this  thankless  heart  of  mine  ; 

Teach  me  to  love  what  once  I  seemed  to  hate, 

And  live  to  God,  before  it  be  too  late. 

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He  bled,  He  died  to  save  me  : 
And  not  alone  the  gift  of  life, 

But  His  own  Self  He  gave  me. 
Nought  that  I  have  my  own  I  call, 

I  hold  it  for  the  Giver  : 
My  heart,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  all, 

Are  His,  and  His  forever. 


So  kind  and  true,  and  tender. 
So  wise  a  Counsellor  and  Guide, 

So  mighty  a  Defender. 
From  Him,  who  loves  me  now  so  well. 

What  power  my  soul  can  sever  ? 
Shall  life  ? — or  death  ? — or  earth  ? — or  hell? 

No  I  I  am  His  forever. 


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Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  His  word. 

3  What  peaceful  hours  1  then  enjoyed 
How  sweet  their  memory  still  ! 

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Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  Thee  mourn. 
And  drove  Thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be. 

Help  me  tear  it  from  Thy  throne. 
And  worship  only  Thee. 


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There  is  an  Eye  that  never  sleeps 


SECOND    HYMN 


1  There  is  an  Eye  that  never  sleeps. 
Beneath  the  wing  of  night ; 

There  is  an  Ear  that  never  shuts, 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

2  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires, 
When  human  strength  gives  way  ; 

There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 


3  But  there  's  a  power  which  man  can  wield 
When  mortal  aid  is  vain. 

That  Eye,  that  Arm,  that  Love  to  reach, 
That  listening  Ear  to  gain. 

4  That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high 
Through  Jesus  to  the  throne. 

And  moves  the  Hand,  which  moves  the  world. 
To  bring  salvation  down. 


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My  vile  affections  crucify, 

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My  heart  that  lowly  waits  Thy  call ; 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul  and  say, 
"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All !  ' 

To  feel  Thy  power,  to  hear  Thy  voice, 

To  taste  Thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 


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2  All  the  mischief  we  have  wrought, 
All  forbidden  things  we've  sought. 
All  the  sin  of  others  taught. 

Forgive,  O  Lord,  for  Jesus'  sake. 

3  All  the  help  we  need  each  day, 
That  we  may  not  fall  away, 

Or  from  Jesus  go  astray, 

Oh,  give  us  Lord,  for  Jesus'  sake. 


4  Faith,  to  see  Thee  ever  near, 
Hope,  to  check  each  foolish  fear. 
Constant  strength  to  persevere. 

Oh,  give  us.  Lord,  for  Jesus'  sake. 

5  Every  needful  gift  of  grace. 
Till  we  reach  the  holy  place, 
Wiiere  we  shall  behold  Thy  Face, 

Oh,  give  us,  Lord,  for  Jesus'  sake. 


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1  We  have  not  known  Thee  as  we  ought. 
Nor  learned  Thy  wisdom,  grace,  and  pow'r; 
The  things  of  earth  have  fill'd  our  tliought, 
And  trifles  of  the  passing  hour. 

Lord,  give  us  light  Thy  truth  to  see. 
And  make  us  wise  in  knowing  Thee. 

2  We  have  not  feared  thee  as  we  ought. 
Nor  bowed  beneatli  Thine  awful  eye. 

Nor  guarded  deed,  and  word,  and  thought, 
Remembering  that  God  was  nigh. 
Lord,  give  us  faith  to  know  Thee  near, 
And  grant  the  grace  of  holv  fear. 


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3  We  have  not  loved  Thee  as  we  ought. 
Nor  cared  that  we  are  loved  by  Thee ; 
Thy  presence  we  have  coldly  sought, 
And  feebly  longed  Tiiy  face  to  see. 
Lord,  give  a  pure  and  loving  heart 

To  feel  and  own  the  love  Thou  art. 

4  We  have  not  served  Thee  as  we  ought, 
Alas!  the  duties  left  undone. — 

The  work  with  little  fervor  wrought, — 
The  battles  lost,  or  scarcely  won  ! 
Lord,  give  the  zeal,  and  give  the  might, 
For  Thee  to  toil,  for  Thee  to  fight. 

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5  Come  and  breathe  new  life  within, 
Rescue  souls  from  death  and  sin, 
Teach  the  careless  Heaven  to  win, 
Blessed  Spirit,  Hear  us. 


4  Blessed  Spirit,  heavenly  Lord, 
Speak  with  power  the  saving  Word, 
How  the  lost  may  be  restored, 
Blessed  Spirit  hear  us. 


6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Loving  those  who  need  Thee  most, 
Raise  the  fallen,  save  the  lost. 
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3  Whether  to  live  or  die, 
I  know  not  which  is  best; 

To  live  in  Thee  is  bliss  to  me, 
To  die  is  endless  rest. 


4  Living  or  dying.  Lord, 
I  ask  but  to  be  Thine  : 

My  Life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 
Makes  heaven  for  ever  mine. 


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Thine  for  ever!  God  of  love 


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1  Thine  for  ever!  God  of  love. 
Hear  us  from  Thy  Throne  above; 
Thine  for  ever  may  we  be. 

Here  and  in  eternity. 

2  Thine  for  ever!  Oh,  how  blest 
Tliey  who  find  in  Thee  their  rest ! 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend, 
Oh,  defend  us  to  the  end. 


3  Thine  for  ever  !  Lord  of  life, 
Shield  us  through  our  earthly  strife. 
Thou,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way 
Guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

4  Thine  lor  ever!  Shepherd,  keep 
Us  Thy  weak  and  tiembling  sheep 
Safe  alone  beneath  Thy  care. 

Let  us  all  Thv  goodness  share. 


5  Thine  for  ever  !  Thou  our  Guide; 
All  our  wants  by  Thee  supplied; 
All  our  sins  by  Thee  forgiven  ! 
Lead  us.  Lord  from  earth  to  heaven  ! 

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CONSECRA  TION 


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Take  my  Life,  and  let  it  be, 


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3  Take  my  voice,  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only,  for  my  King. 
Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  from  Thee. 


4  Take  my  love,  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  Thy  feet  its  treasured  store. 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  Thee. 


106  M^cst  yesMS  bear  the  cross  alone 

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And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one. 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 


3  And  palms  shall  wave,  and  harps  shall  ring, 

Beneath  heaven's  arches  high  ; 
The  Lord  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing. 

That  lives  no  more  to  die. 


2  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free ; 

And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear. 
For  there'r  a  crown  for  me. 


4  Oh,  precious  cross!  oh,  glorious  crown! 

Oh,  resurrection  day  ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down. 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

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Jesus,  dear.  I  cling  to  Thee  ; 

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3  Jesus,  dear  I  trust  in  Thee, 

Trust  Thy  tender  love : 
1  here's  a  happy  home  for  me. 

With  Thy  saints  above  ; 
Jesus,  I  would  come  to  Thee, 

Thou  hast  said  I  may  : 
Tell  me  what  my  life  should  be, 

Take  my  sins  away. — Cho. 


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Present  with  the  two  or  tJiree 


Arfhitr  S.  Sullivati 


2  Jesus  I  by  Thy  blood  alone, 
Who  didst  for  our  sins  atone, 
Dare  we  come  before  Thy  throne 

3  Thou  who  knowest  all  our  need, 
Grant  the  prayer  of  faith  to  plead, 
Teach  us  how  to  intercede. 


4  Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high 
Helping  our  infirmity. 

Aid  us  in  our  feeble  cry. 

5  Glory  to  the  Father,  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  one. 
While  the  endless  ages  run. 


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Jestts,  keep  me  near  the  Cross 


I   Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  cross  : 
There  a  precious  fountain. 

Free  to  all,  a  healing  stream. 
Flows  from  Calvary's  mountain. 

Cho. — In  the  cross.  In  the  cross, 
Be  my  glory  ever, 
Till  my  raptured  soul  shall  find 
Rest  beyond  the  river. 


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2  Near  the  Cross,  a  trembling  soul, 
Love  and  me  rev  found  me ; 

There  the  bright  and  morning  star 
Sheds  its  beams  around  me. — Cho. 

3  Near  the  Cross  !  oh.  Lamb  of  God, 
Bring  its  scenes  before  me ; 

Help  me  walk  from  day  to  day. 
With  its  shadow  o'er  me. — Cho. 

F.  C.  Van  Alstyne 


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1  Saviour  !  Thy  dying  love 
Thou  gavest  me  : 

Nor  should  I  ought  withhold, 
Dear  Lord,  from  Thee; 

In  love  my  soul  would  bow, 

My  heart  fulfill  its  vow  ; 

Some  offering  bring  Thee  now, 
Something  for  Thee. 

2  O'er  the  blest  mercy-seat, 
Pleading  for  me. 

My  feeble  faith  looks  up, 
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Help  me  the  cross  to  bear. 
Thy  wondrous  love  declare. 
Some  song  to  raise,  or  prayer. 
Something  for  Thee. 

3   Give  me  a  faithful  heart — 

Likeness  to  Thee, 
That  each  departing  day 

Henceforth  may  see 
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.Some  deed  of  kindness  done, 
.Some  wanderer  sought  and  won, 

Something  for  Thee. 

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My  heart  is  resting,  O  luy  God 


2  I  thirst  for  springs  of  heavenly  life, 

And  here  all  day  they  rise ; 
I  seek  the  treasure  of  Thy  love, 
And  close  at  hand  it  lies. 

3  I  have  a  heritage  of  joy. 
That  yet  I  must  not  see ; 

The  hand  that  bled  to  make  it  mine. 
Is  keeping  it  for  me. 


4  There  is  a  certainty  of  love. 
That  sets  my  heart  at  rest; 

A  calm  assurance  for  to-day 
That  to  be  poor  is  best. 

5  A  prayer,  reposing  on  His  truth, 
Who  hath  made  all  things  mine; 

That  draws  my  captive  will  to  Him, 
And  makes  it  one  with  thine. 


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OJi,  happy  day 


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I  Oh,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  Thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

Cho, — Happy  day,  happy  day. 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away  ! 
He  taught  me  how  to  v;atch  and  pray. 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day, 
Happy  day,  happy  day. 
\\nien  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away  ! 


2  Oh.  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love  I 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  His  house, 

While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. — Cho. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  He  is  mine  : 

He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on. 

Charmed  to  confess  tiie  voice  divine. — Chq. 

P.  DodJrtdge 


150 


COXSECRA  T/OJV 


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'T  will  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast ; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me  ; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest ! 
Oh,  'I  is  not  in  grielf  to  harm  me. 

While  Thy  light  is  left  to  me  ; 
Oh,  't  were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me. 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  Thee. 


4  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure  ! 

Come,  disaster,  scorn  and  pain  ! 
In  Thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure. 

With  Thv  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  Thee-  Abba,  Father! 

I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  Thee  ! 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

.Ml  must  work  lor  good  to  me. 

151 


CONSECRA  TION 


Give  up  all  for  Jesus 


C.  H.  Cellier 


3  Give  up  all  for  Jesus, 

Keeping  back  no  part! 
Give  your  best  affections, 

Give  Him  all  your  heart: 
For  your  full  redemption 

He  has  paid  the  cost ! 
Come  while  he  is  waiting, 

Or  you  must  be  lost! — Clio. 


4  Wondrous  gifts  He  offers  ! 

Bliss  without  alloy  ; 
Earth  exchanged  for  heaven — 

Grief,  for  endless  joy  : 
Come,  for  he  is  calling, 

Swift  the  moments  fly; 
Hasten  to  the  Saviour, 

He  is  passing  by! — Cho- 


152 


CONSKCRATION 


206  ^ot  yoitr  own  ;  but  His  ye  are 

F.  R.  TTavergal 


J.  Barnby 


2  Not  your  own  I  to  Him  ye  owe 
All  your  life  and  all  your  love ; 

Live,  that  ye  His  praise  may  show 
Who  is  yet  all  praise  above. 

Every  clay  and  every  hour, 

Every  gift  and  every  power, 

Consecrate  to  Him  alone 

Who  hath  claimed  vou  for  His  own. 


3  Teach  us,  Master,  how  to  give 
All  we  have  and  are  to  Thee  ; 
Grant  us,  Saviour,  while  we  live 

Wholly  only  Thine  to  be. 
Henceforth  be  our  calling  high, 
Thee  to  serve  and  glorify  ; 
Thine  for  ever,  not  our  own — 
Thine  for  ever,  Thine  alone  ' 


153 


CONSECRA  TIOJV 


Saviour,  while  my  heart  is  tender 

Kate  S.  Chittenden 


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2  Take  me  now.  Lord  Jesus,  take  me, 
Let  my  faithful  heart  be  Thine  : 

Thy  devoted  servant  make  me, 
Fill  my  soul  with  love  divine. 


4  Let  me  do  Thy  will  or  bear  it 
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Only  do  Thou  guide  my  way  ;  ■  To  Thy  service  set  apart ; 

May  Thy  grace  through  life  attend  me.  Suffer  me  to  leave  Thee  never; 
Gladly  then  shall  I  obey.  Seal  Thine  image  on  my  heart. 


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Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine 


Tune  on  page  177 

1  Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine — 
Demands  my  wish,  my  joy,  my  care  : 

But  ah  !  how  dead  to  things  divine, 
How  cold,  my  best  affections  are  ! 

2  'T  is  sin,  alas  !  with  dreadful  power. 
Divides  my  Saviour  from  my  sight; 


O  for  one  happy,  shining  hour 
Of  sacred  freedom,  sweet  delight ! 

3  Oh,  let  Thy  love  shine  forth  and  raise 

My  captive  powers  from  sin  and  death. 
And  fill  my  heart  and  life  with  praise, 
And  tune  my  last  expiring  breath. 

Anna  Steele 
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CONSECRA  TION 


200  yesits,  Thou  art  standing 

IVni.  W.  How 


A.  S.  Sullivan 


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2  O  Jesus,  Thou  art  knocking  : 

And  lo !  that  hand  is  scarred, 
And  thorns  Thy  brow  encircle. 

And  tears  Thy  face  have  marred  : 
Oh,  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 

So  patiently  to  wait ! 
Oh.  sin  that  hath  no  equal. 

So  fast  to  bar  the  srate  ! 


3  O  Jesus,  Thou  art  pleading 

In  accents  meek  and  low, — 
"  I  died  for  you.  my  children. 

And  will  ye  treat  me  to  ?  " 
O  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door : 
Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter. 

And  leave  us  nevermore  ! 


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O  Love  that  wilt  not  let  me  go 


A.  L.  Peace 


3  O  joy  that  seekest  me  through  pain, 

I  cannot  close  my  heart  to  Thee  ; 
I  trace  the  rainbow  through  the  rain, 
And  feel  the  promise  not  in  vain. 
That  morn  shall  tearless  be. 


4  O  cross  that  liftest  up  my  head, 
I  dare  not  ask  to  fly  from  Thee  ; 

I  lay  in  dust  life's  glory  dead, 

And  from  the  ground  there  blossoms  red 
Life  that  shall  endless  be. 


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Tune  on  page  136 

I   Lord,  at  Thy  mercy  seat, 

Humbly  I  fall ; 
Pleading  Thy  promise  sweet, 

Lord,  hear  my  call : 
Now  let  Thy  work  begin, 
Oh,  make  me  pure  within, 
Cleanse  me  from  every  sin, 

Jesus,  my  all. 


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2  Hark !  how  the  words  of  love 

Tenderly  fall, 
Ere  to  the  realms  above. 

Heard  is  my  call; 
Now  every  doubt  is  flown, 
Broken  my  heart  of  stone, 
Lord,  I  am  Thine  alone, 

Jesus  my  all. 

F.  C.  Van  Alstvne 


CO/VSACA'A  'IJON 


Saviour,  teach  nie,  day  by  day 


1.  Sav  -  iour  teach    me     day     by     day,   Love's  sweet  less  -  on       to        o    ■  bey; 

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Strong  to  follow  in  Thy  grace. 
Learning  how  to  love  from  Thee, 
Lovins:  Him  who  first  loved  me. 


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4  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe  ; 
Singing,  till  Thy  face  1  see. 
Of  His  love  who  first  loved  me. 


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Time —  Webb    B^  major 

1  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross; 

Lift  high  His  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  sufter  loss  : 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  He  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished. 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 

Forth  to  tiie  mighty  conflict. 
In  this  His  glorious  day: 

"Ye  that  are  men  now  serve  Him," 
Against  unnumbered  foes  ; 

Let  courage  rise  witii  danger, 
And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 


3  Stand  up! — stand  up  for  Jesus! 
Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 

The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you — 
Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own: 

Put  on  the  gospel  armor. 
And  watching  unto  prayer, 

Where  duty  calls  or  danger. 
Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
The  strife  will  not  be  long; 

This  day,  the  noise  of  battle, 
The  next,  the  victor's  song: 

To  Him  that  overcometh, 
A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 

He  with  the  King  of  glory 
Shall  reign  eternally 


G.  Duffield 


157 


CONSECRA  TION 


JVeary  of  wandering  from  7ny  God 


IV.  H.  Lonffkurst 

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3  Thou  know'st  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fallen  spirit  to  restore  ; 
O  for  Thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more ; 
The  ruins  of  my  soul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  house  cf  prayer. 


4  Ah,  give  me,  Lord,  tlie  tender  heart 
That  trembles  at  the  approach  of  sin  ; 

A  godly  fear  of  sin  impart, 

Implant,  and  root  it  deep  within. 

That  T  may  dread  Thy  gracious  power, 

And  never  dare  offend  Thee  more. 


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He  cares  not  for  that,  He  loves  me  the  same  : 
While  breasting  life's  ocean,  though  fierce  the  waves  be, 
In  storm  or  commotion,  "  He  careth  for  me." 


3  My  road  may  be  long,  dark  sorrow  betide  ; 
I  '11  cheerful  go  on,  while  He  is  my  guide. 

He  knows  all  my  weakness,  whate'er  it  may  be. 
In  toil,  pain,  and  sickness,  "  He  careth  for  me." 

4  Then  raise,  O  my  tongue,  a  song  to  His  name; 
In  notes  loud  and  long  His  goodness  proclaim  ; 
While  birds  in  the  forest,  with  earth,  sky  and  sea, 
All  join  in  the  chorus,  "  He  careth  for  me." 

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1.  Far    out     on  the  des-o-late     bil    -  low,  The    sail   -  or         sails  the  sea, 

2.  Far  down  in  the  earth's  dark  bos  -  oni,    The   min   -  er       mines  the  ore; 

3.  Forth    in  -  to  the  dread  -  ful     bat    -  tie     The  stead  -  fast      sol  -  dier  goes, 

4.  Lord,  grant  as  we  sail     life's      o   -  cean,    Or    delve    in  its  mines  of  woe; 


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A  -  lone  with  the  night  and  the  temp  -  est,  Where  countless     dan  -  gers      be. 
Death  lurks  in    the       dark     be  -  hind     him,  And  hides     in      the  rock  be  -  fore. 
No  friend  when  he     lies       a        dy    -  ing    His    eyes     to         kiss      and     close. 
Or    fight  in     its       ter  -  ri-ble     con  -  flict,  This  com  -  fort       all  to       know. 

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a  -  lone  is  the  chris  -  tian,  Who  lives  by  faith  and  prayer; 

a  •  lone  is  the  chris  -  tian.  Who  lives  by  faith  and  prayer; 

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2  In  tlie  world  will  foes  assail  me, 

Craftier,  stronger  far  than  I  ; 
And  the  strife  may  never  fail  me, 

Well  I  know,  before  I  die. 
Therefore,  Lord.  I  come  lielieving 

Thou  canst  give  tiie  power  I  need  : 
Through  the  prayer  of  faith  receiving 

Strength— the  Spirit's  strength,  indeed. 


3  I  would  trust  in  Thy  protection. 

Wholly  rest  upon  Thine  arm  ■ 
Follow  \vholly  Thy  direction. 

Thou,  mine  only  guard  from  harm  \ 
Keep  me  from  mine  own  undoing. 

Help  me  turn  to  Thee  when  tried. 
Still  my  footsteps.  Father,  viewing. 

Keep  me  ever  at  Thy  side. 


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2  Growing  every  day  in  awe, 
For  Thy  Name  is  holy  ; 

Learning  every  day  to  love 
With  a  love  more  lowly. 

3  Walking  every  day  more  close 
To  our  Elder  Brother; 

Growing  every  day  more  true 
Unto  one  another. 


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4  Leaving  every  day  behind 
Something  which  might  hinder; 

Running  swifter  every  day, 
Growing  purer,  kinder. 

5  Lord,  so  pray  we  every  day 
Hear  us  in  Thy  pity. 

That  we  enter  in  at  last 
To  the  Holy  City. 


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Rock  of  Ages 


1  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  Thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure. 

Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow. 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know. 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone  ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring; 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling. 


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3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Naked,  come  to  Thee  for  dress  ; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace ; 
Vile,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death. 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown. 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment  throne, — 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me. 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 

A.  M.  Tophi dy 


TRUST 


220 


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3  When  the  stranger  asks  a  home. 

All  his  toils  to  end  ; 
When  the  hungry  craveth  food. 

And  tlie  poor  a  friend  : 
When  the  sailor  on  the  wave 

Bows  the  fervent  knee  ; 
When  tiie  soldier  on  the  field 

Lifts  his  heart  to  Thee  ;  — Ref. 


163 


4  When  the  man  of  toil  and  care, 

In  the  city  crowd. 
When  the  shepherd  on  the  moor. 

Names  the  name  of  God  : 
When  tlie  learned  and  the  high, 

Tired  of  earthlv  fame. 
Lfpon  higher  joys  intent. 

Name  the  blessed  Name  ;— Ref. 


TRUST 


221 


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2  Trust  Thee  as  the  only  light 
In  the  darkest  hour  of  night; 
Trust  in  sickness,  trust  in  health 
Trust  in  poverty  and  wealth  ; 
Trust  in  joy  and  trust  in  grief, 
Trust  Thy  promise  for  relief: 


3  Trust  Thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul 
Trust  Thy  grace  to  make  me  whole; 
Trust  Thee  living,  dying  too  ; 
Trust  Thee  all  my  journey  through  ; 
Trust  Thee  till  my  feet  shall  be 
Planted  on  the  crystal  sea. 


222 


What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus 


Tunc —  What  a  Friend     F  major 
I  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear  ! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer  ! 
Oh,  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

Oh,  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer! 


2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere  .'' 
We  should  never  be  discouraged, — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faitliful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness — 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

//.  Bonar. 


164 


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F.  H.  Cheeswright 


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3  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart,  4  Till  then,  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought;  With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 

But  wlieii  1  see  Thee  as  Thou  art,  And  may  the  music  of  Thy  name 

I'll  praise  Thee  as  I  ought.  Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


224 


Chrisfs  Sympathy 


SECOND  HYMN. 

I  There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too  light  3  There  is  no  secret  sigh  we  breathe 

To  bring  in  prayer  to  Thee  ;  But  meets  Thine  ear  divine ; 

There  is  no  an.xious  care  too  slight  And  every  cross  grows  light  beneath 

To  wake  Thy  sympathy,  The  shadow,  Lord,  of  Thine. 


2  Thou  who  hast  trod  the  thorny  road 
Wilt  share  each  small  distress  ; 

The  love  which  bore  the  greater  load 
Will  not  refuse  the  less. 


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4  Life's  ills  without,  sin's  strife  within, 

The  heart  would  overflow, 
But  for  tliat  love  which  died  for  sin, 

That  love  which  wept  with  woe. 

Jane  Cye-vdson 


TRUST 


225 

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fol  -  low  whith-er    He  doth    lead, 


2  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd,  well  we  know  His  voice ; 
How  its  gentlest  wh'sper  makes  the  heart  rejoice  ! 
Even  when  it  chideth,  tender  is  its  tone  ; 

None  but  He  shall  guide  us,  we  are  His  alone. 

3  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd,  for  the  sheep  He  bled  ; 
Every  Lamb  is  sprinkled  with  the  blood  He  shed ; 
Then  on  each  He  setteth  His  own  secret  sign, 

"  They  have  my  Spirit,  these,"  saith  He,  "  are  mine." 

4  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd,  guarded  by  His  arm. 
Though  the  wolves  may  raven,  none  can  do  us  harm  ; 
When  we  tread  death's  valley,  dark  with  fearful  gloom 
We  will  fear  no  evil,  victors  o'er  the  tomb. 


166 


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L.  Peace 


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Perils  thy  horizon  dim; 
Once  from  Him  a  band  fell  cowering; 

Calm  in  temjiests.  look  on  Him; 
Wind  and  billow,  fire  and  Hood, — 
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When  no  longer  tiiou  mayest  live 
In  that  last  need.  He  will  yield  thee 

Peace  the  world  can  never  give  ; 
He  who  finished  all  for  thee 

Takes  thee,  then,  with  Him  to  be. 


227 

Tune  "  Langton'''     I:^  iiiajor 

1  Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 
The  heart  of  every  saint. 

Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell. 
To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  His  gracious  ear, — 
We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 

Then  let  us  wait  till  He  appear. 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 


Jesus,  ii'/io  knows  full  Zl'cII 


167 


3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  vrill  hear 
His  chosen  when  they  cry: 

Yes,  though  He  may  a  whilf  forbear. 
He  '11  help  them  irom  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  cry. 
And  never  faint  in  jiraver  : 

He  soes.  He  hears,  and,  from  on  high. 
Will  make  our  cause  His  care. 

/.  .Vcioton 


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TRUST 


228 


As  helpless  as  a  child 


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2  As  truthful  as  a  child,  who  looks  up  in  his  mother's  face, 
And  all  his  accidents  and  griefs  forgets  in  her  embrace: 
So  I,  to  Thee,  my  Saviour,  look,  and  in  Thy  face  divine 
Can  read  the  love  that  will  sustain  as  weak  a  faith  as  mine. 

3  As  loving  as  a  child,  who  sits  close  by  his  parent's  knee. 
And  knows  no  want  while  he  can  have  that  sweet  society; 
So  sitting  at  Thy  feet,  my  heart  would  all  its  love  out-pour. 

And  pray  that  Thou  wouldst  teach  me,  Lord,  to  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

168 


TRUST 


2.2.(^  Come  my  Son  I  T/iou  must  be  luaking 

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Copyright,  1891,  by  Silver,  Bukdett  &  Co. 

2  Pray  that  He  may  ever  prosper  3  Only  God's  free  gifts  abuse  not, 

Each  endeavor  Light  refuse  not, 

When  thine  aim  is  good  and  true  !  But  His  Spirits'  voice  obey; 

iJut  that  He  may  ever  thwart  thee,  Thou  with  Him  shalt  dwell,  beholding 

||:  And  convert  thee  ||:  Light  enfolding 

When  thou  evil  wouldst  pursue.  :||  All  things  in  unclouded  day.  :|| 


230 


He  leadeth  me  ! 


Tune — He  leadeth  me     D  major 

1  He  leadeth  me!  O  blessed  thought! 
O  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
Whate'er  1  do,  where'er  I  be. 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Ref. — He  leadeth  me  !  He  leadeth  me  ! 
By  His  own  hand  He  leadetli  me  ! 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be. 
For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 


169 


By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea, — 
Still  'tis  His  hand  that  leadeth  me  ! 

3  Lord  !  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine. 
Nor  never  murmur  or  repine  ; 

Content  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When  Thy  grace  the  victory's  won. 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee. 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 

J.  H.  Glim  ore 


TRUST 


231 

M  II.  A.  Caul  dwell 
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Mark  the  lilies  how  they  grow 


A.  S.  Sullivan 


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'T  is  your  Heavenly  Father's  care 
To  supply  the  food  for  all, 
Watch  their  rise  and  note  their  fall. 


3  May  He  thus  provide  for  you, 
Feed  you,  clothe  you,  watch  you  too, 
Make  you  as  the  lily  fair, 
Joyous  as  the  birds  of  air. 


2 '22  Ho2u  Jim  I  a  foundatio^i 

Tune,  "  Portuguese  Hymn.     A  major 

1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  ! 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  His  excellent  word  ! 

What  more  can  He  say,  than  to  you  He  hath  said, — 
To  you,  who  for  refuge  to  Jesus  have  fled? 

2  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  oh,  be  not  dismayed. 
For  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

I  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand. 
Upheld  by  my  gracious,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  "  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

4  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not — I  will  not  desert  to  His  foes  ; 

That  soul — though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I  '11  never — no  never — no  never  forsake  !  " 

170 


G.  Keith 


TRUST 


233 


Now  I  Jiavc  found  a  Friend 


Unirv  J.  M.  Hop. 


I.  S.  Sullivan 


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2  Though  I  grow  poor  and  old, 

Jesus  is  mine  ; 
Thou<jh  I  grow  faint  and  cold, 
Jesus  is  mine  ; 
He  shall  my  wants  supply  ; 
His  precious  blood  is  nigh. 
Naught  can  my  hope  destroy 
Jesus  is  mine. 


3  When  earth  shall  pass  away, 

Jesus  is  mine, — 
In  the  great  judgment  day, — 
Jesus  is  mine, — 
Oh  !  what  a  glorious  thing. 
Then  to  behold  my  King, 
On  tuneful  harp  to  sing, 
fesus  is  mine. 


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1    I   m  but  a  stranger  here. 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 

Earth  is  a  desert  drear. 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

Danger  and  sorrow  stand 

Round  me  on  every  hand; 

Heaven  is  my  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 


2  What  though  the  tempest  rage. 
Heaven  is  my  home, 

Short  is  my  pilgrimage. 
Heaven  is  my  home. 


/;///  a  stranger  Iicre 

SECOND    HYMN 

'i'ime's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
.Soon  will  be  overpast ; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 
Heaven  is  my  home. 


3  There  at  my  .Saviour's  side. 

Heaven  is  mv  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified. 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best. 
There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest, 
fleaven  is  my  home. 
171  T/ios.  Raii'soii  Tiivlor 


TRUST 


235 

Wm   A.  Cauldwell 


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236 


On  oitr  way  rejoicing 


Thos.  Kelly 
Joyous. 


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Frances  Ridley  Havergal 


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Conquered  hath  our  Leader,  vanquished  is  our  foe ! 
Christ  without,  our  safety,  Christ  within,  our  joy: 
Who,  if  we  be  faithful,  can  our  hope  destroy? 

3  Unto  God  the  Father  joyful  songs  we  sing : 
Unto  God  the  Saviour  thankful  hearts  we  bring; 
Unto  God  the  Spirit  bow  we  and  adore, 

On  our  way  rejoicing  now  and  evermore. 


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208  Call  Jehovah  thy  Salvation 

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I   Call  Jehovah  Thy  salvation, 

Rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade: 
In  His  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed: 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare  ; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  safeguard  there. 


Fear  not  Thou  the  deadly  quiver. 
When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow ; 

Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 


2  From  the  sword,  at  noon-day  wasting, 
From  the  noisome  pestilence, 

In  the  depth  of  midnight,  blasting, 
God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence  : 


3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 
With  the  wings  of  His  protection, 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above; 
Thou  shalt  call  on  Him  in  trouble. 

He  will  hearken.  He  will  save; 
Here,  for  grief  reward  thee  double. 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

y.  Montgomery 


2'2Q  My  times  are  in   Thy  hand 

IVm.  FrcCTuan  Lloyd  Alexander  Ernst  Fesca 


1.  "My     times     are      in      Thy     hand;"     My      God 

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Pleas -ing       or   pain-ful.      dark       or  bright.  As      best     may  seem     to      Thee. 


3  "  My  times  are  in  Thy  hand, 
Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear  .? 

My  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 


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4  "  My  times  are  in  Thy  hand  : 
I  always  trust  in  Thee : 

Till  I  possess  the  promised  land, 
And  -All  Thy  glory  see. 


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flow  they  who    seek      in      God    their  rest      Shall     ev    -    er      find     Him  near. 


>  My  heart  for  gladness  springs ; 

It  cannot  more  be  sad; 
For  very  joy  it  smiles  and  sings, — 

Sees  naught  but  sunshine  glad. 


4  The  sun  that  lights  mine  eyes 
Is  Christ  the  Lord  I  love  ; 

I  sing  for  joy  of  that  which  lies 
Stored  up  for  me  above. 


241                        /  hear  the  Saviour  say 

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I  T  hear  the  Saviour  say,  3  For  nothing  good  have  I 

Thy  strength  indeed  is  small;  Whereby  Thy  grace  to  claim — 

Child  of  weakness,  watch  and  pray,  I'll  wash  my  garment  white 

Find  in  me  thine  all  in  all.  In  the  blood  of  Calvary's  Lamb. — Cho. 


Cho. — Jesus  paid  it  all. 

All  to  Him  1  owe; 
Sin  had  left  1  crimson  stain  ; 
He  washed  it  white  as  snow. 

2  Lord,  now  indeed  I  find 
Thy  power,  and  Thine  alone, 

Can  change  the  lej^er's  spots, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. — Cho. 


4  When  from  my  dying  bed 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  rise. 

Then  "Jesus  paid  it  all" 

Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies. — Cho. 

5  And  when  before  the  throne 
I  stand  in  Him  complete, 

I'll  lay  my  trophies  down. 
All  down  at  Jesus'  feet. — Cho. 


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In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony. 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above; 
And  gently  whisper,  "  Come  to  Me." 


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1  Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 
Over  life's  tempestous  sea: 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rock  and  treacherous  shoal ; 
Chart  and  compass  came  from  Thee  : 
Jesus,  .Saviour,  pilot  me. 

2  As  a  mother  stills  her  child. 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild. 
Boisterous  waves  obev  Thv  will 


Jestis,  Saviour,  pilot  nie 


'When  Thou  say'st  to  them  "  Be  still !  " 
Wondrous  Sovereign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

3  When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
Twixt  me  and  the  peaceful  rest, 
Then,  while  leaning  on  Thy  breast, 
May  I  hear  Thee  say  to  me, 
"  Fear  not.  I  will  pilot  Thee!" 

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But  He  will  bear  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  His  people  too; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens. 

No  creature  but  is  fed; 
And  He  who  feeds  the  ravens. 

Will  {rive  His  children  bread. 


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4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither. 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there. 
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F'rom  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  denied. 
So  long  as  't  is  written,  "  The  Lord  will  provide." 

3  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  His  grace  shall  comfort  us  through  : 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side. 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  "  The  Lord  will  provide.'' 


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Oh,  lead  me  on  !  Oh,  lead  me  on ! 

Be  my  poor  heart  Thy  blessed  word's  abode,  Speak,  Lord,  and  help  me  ever  to  obey. 
Lead  Thou  me  on  !  Lead  Thou  me  on  I 

Thy  Holy  Spirit  gives  the  light  to  see,  [Thee.  My  every  step  shall  be  then  well  defined. 

And  leads  me  by  Thy  word,  close  following  And  all  I  do  according  to  Thy  mind. 


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Lead,  kindly  Light! 


I   Lead,  kindly    Light !  amid    the  encircling    I  loved  the  garish  day,  and  spite  of  fears. 

Lead  Thou  me  on ;  [gloom,    Pride    ruled    my    will.     Remember   not    past 

The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home.  years. 

Lead  Thou  me  on  ; 

Keep  Thou  my  feet;   I  do  not  ask  to  see 

The  distant  scene  ;  one  step  enough  for  me. 


3  So  long  Thy  power  has  blessed  me,  sure  it 

Will  lead  me  on  [still 

O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone  ; 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path  ;  but  now  Which     I     have    'oved    long    since    and   lost 
Lead  Thou  me  on  :  awhile  ! , 

J.  11.  Newman 
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2   1  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  Thou 
Shouldst  lead  me  on  ; 


TRUST 


Throng Ji  the  Love  of  God 


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I      '"  1  I  [well. 


2Though  we  pass  through  tribulation, 

All  will  be  well ; 
Ours  is  such  a  full  salvation  ; 

All,  all  is  well. 
Happy  still  in  God  confiding, 
Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding. 
Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding, 

All  must  be  well. 


3  We  expect  a  bright  to-morrow  ; 

All  will  be  well  ; 
Faith  c.\n  sing  through  days  of  sorrow. 

All,  all  is  well. 
On  our  Father's  love  relying, 
Jesus  every  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living  or  in  dying, 

All  must  be  well. 


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Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesns 


1  Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus. 
Safe  on  His  gentle  breast. 

There  by  His  love  o'ershaded, 
Sweetly  my  soul  shall  rest. 

Hark  !  't  is  the  voice  of  angels, 
Borne  in  a  song  to  me, 

Over  the  fields  of  glory, 
Over  the  jasper  sea. 

2  Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus, 
Safe  from  corroding  care, 

Safe  from  the  world's  temptations. 
Sin  cannot  harm  me  there. 


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Free  from  the  blight  of  sorrow, 
Free  from  my  doubts  and  fears 

Only  a  few  more  trials. 
Only  a  few  more  tears. 

3  Jesus,  my  heart's  dear  refuge, 

Jesus  has  died  for  me  ; 
Firm  on  the  Rock  of  Ages 

Ever  my  trust  shall  be. 
Here  let  me  wait  with  patience. 

Wait  till  the  night  is  o'er  ; 
Wait  till  I  see  the  morning 

Break  on  the  golden  shore. 


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If  in  danger,  for  Him  call; 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 


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4  Trusting  Him  while  life  shall  last. 
Trusting  him  till  earth  is  past ; 
Till  within  the  jasper  wall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 


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Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy 


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1  Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Break  every  tender  tie, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Dark  as  the  wilderness, 
Earth  has  no  resting  place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 

Here  would  I  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine. 


Perishing  things  of  clay 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day. 
Pass  from  my  heart  away ; 
Jesus  is  mine. 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine  ; 
Lost  in  this  dawning  bright, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

All  that  my  soul  has  tried 

Left  but  a  dismal  void; 

Jesus  has  satisfied; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

H.  Bonar 


TRUST 


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SECOND  HYMN. 


1  O  holy  Saviour!  Friend  unseen. 
Since  on  Thine  arm  Thou  bidst  me  lean  ; 
Help  me  throughout  life's  changing  scene. 

By  faith  to  cling  to  Thee  ! 

2  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove  : 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove ; 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love. 

Still  would  I  cling  to  Thee  ! 


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3  If  e'er  I  seem  to  tread  alone 

Life's  weary  waste,  with  thorns  o'ergrown  ; 
Thy  voice  of  love  in  gentlest  tone, 
Still  whispers,  "  Cling  to  Me." 

4  If  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried, 
I'll  ask  not,  need  not  aught  beside; 
So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied. 

The  soul  that  clings  to  Thee  ! 

Charlotte  Elliott 


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The  King  of  Love  my  Shepherd  is 


J.  B.  Dykes 


I.     The  King     of     love     my  shepherd     is,  Whose  good  -  ness  fail  -  eth  nev  -  er  : 

2.  Where  streams  of      liv   -  ing  wa  -  ters  flow     My       ran-somed  soul    He  lead -eth, 

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Thy  goodness  faileth  never  ; 

Good  Shepherd,  may  I  sing  Thy  praise 
Within  Thy  house  for  ever. 


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Solid  Rock 


Time  "  Solid  Rock"     G  major 

I   My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness  : 

1  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name  : 

On  Christ  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  seems  to  vail  His  face, 
I  rest  on  His  unchanging  grace; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 


My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail ; 
On  Christ  the  solid  rock,  1  stand; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

3  His  oath,  His  covenant,  and  blood. 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood  : 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay: 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 

All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

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Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 


4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  Thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  Thee. 


2^7  JVhen  I  walk  in  God's  clcai'  sitnlight 


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1  When  I  walk  in  God's  clear  sunlight. 
With  its  beauty  beaming  fair. 

Or  when  shadows  seem  to  gather, 
I  may  see  him  everywhere. 

Ref. — He  will  lead  me,  He  will  lead  me. 
Be  my  true  and  constant  Guide ; 
He  will  lead  me,  He  will  lead  me. 
In  His  love  I  may  abide. 

2  Though  amid  tlie  deepest  darkness, 
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He  will  keep  His  promised  word.-  Ref. 

3  Though  all  friendships  mav  be  broken. 
And  the  hand  of  death  be  laid. 

In  His  might  and  love  confiding, 
I  shall  never  be  afraid. — Ref. 

4  When  to  me  shall  come  the  glory 
Of  tlie  heavenly  mansions  bright, 

Still  the  song  1  will  be  singing 

In  that  home  of  pure  delight. —  Rkf. 


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To  do  the  will  of  Jesus,  this  is  rest. 

3  Peace,  perfect  peace,  with  sorrows  surging  round? 
On  Jesus'  bosom  nought  but  calm  is  found. 

4  Peace,  perfect  peace,  with  loved  ones  far  away  ? 
In  Jesus'  keeping  we  are  safe  and  they. 

5  Peace,  perfect  peace,  our  future  all  unknown  ? 
Jesus  we  know,  and  He  is  on  the  throne. 

6  Peace,  perfect  peace,  death  shadowing  us  and  ours  ? 
Jesus  has  vanquished  death  and  all  its  powers. 

7  It  is  enough  :  earth's  struggles  soon  shall  cease, 
And  Jesus  call  us  to  heaven's  perfect  peace. 


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Sweet  Saviour! 


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Thy  sweetness  to  our  souls  impart ; 
Thou  only  Lover  of  our  race 

Give  healing  to  the  wounded  heart ; 
Oh  !  hear  Thy  contrite  servants'  cry. 

And  save  us,  Jesus  !  lest  we  die. 


3  All  we  have  broken  Thy  command  ; 
'   Lord,  help  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake; 
Deliver  us  from  Satan's  hand; 

And  safely  to  Thy  Kingdom  take  ; 
Oh  !  hear  Thy  contrite  servants'  cry. 

And  save  us,  Jesus  !  Lest  we  die. 


Long-suffering  Jesus !  hear  our  prayer  4  We  flee  for  refuge  to  Thy  love. 


Who  weep  before  Thee  in  our  shame  ; 
We  have  no  hope  but  Thee;  O  spare. 

Lord,  spare  us  from  th'  undying  flame ; 
Oh  !  hear  Thy  contrite  servants'  cry, 

And  save  us,  Jesus  !  lest  we  die. 


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Salvation  of  the  helpless  soul; 
Pour  down  Thy  radiance  from  above. 

And  make  these  sin-worn  spirits  whole  ; 
Good  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  our  cry 

And  save  us,  Jesus  !  lest  we  die. 

K.  M.  Moorson 


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Toil,  sorrow,  all  past ; 
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When,  ransomed,  the  soul. 
Karth's  toils  all  forgetting. 

Now  finds  its  sought  goal. 
Then  anthems  celestial 

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Into  every  troubled  breast  ! 
Let  all  us  in  Thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  the  promised  rest : 
Come,  Almighty  to  deliver. 

Let  us  all  Thy  life  receive ! 
Speedily  return,  and  never, 

Nevermore  Thy  temples  leave  ! 


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3   Finish  then  Thy  new  creation. 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be  : 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  Thee  ! 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory. 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place  : 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee. 

Lo.st  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 


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2  Without  Thee  but  weakness,  with  Thee  I  am  strong 
By  day  Thou  shalt  lead  me,  by  night  be  my  song; 
Though  dangers  surround  me,  I  still  every  fear, 
Since  Thou,  the  Most  Mighty,  my  Helper,  art  near. 

3  Breathe,  breathe  on  my  spirit,  oft  ruffled,  Thy  peace. 
From  restless  vain  wishes  bid  Thou  my  heart  cease  ; 
In  Thee  all  its  longings  henceforward  shall  end, 

Till  glad  to  Thy  presence  my  soul  shall  ascend. 


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Life  is  for  battle  too ; 

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1  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 
Most  gracious  Lord  ! 

No  tender  voice  like  Thine 
Can  peace  afford. 

Ref. — I  need  Thee,  oh,  I  need  Thee! 
Every  hour  I  need  Thee  : 
Oh,  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour! 
I  come  to  Thee. 

2  I  need  Thee  every  hour  ; 
Stay  thou  near  by  ; 

Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  Thou  art  nigh. —  Ref. 


3  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 
In  joy  or  pain  ; 

Come  quickly  and  abide. 
Or  life  is  vain. — Ref. 

4  I  need  Thee  every  hour; 
Teach  me  Thy  will ; 

And  Thy  rich  promises 
In  me  fultill. — Ref. 

5  I  need  Thee  every  hour. 
Most  Holy  One  : 

Oh,  make  me  Thine  indeed. 
Thou  blessed  Son. — Ref. 

A.  S.  Hawks 


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My  comfort  in  the  duty 

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Of  living  in  Thy  love, 
And  thus  on  earth  possessing 

The  peace  of  Heaven  above  ; 
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We  cannot  stand  alone. 
We  have  no  strength  or  goodness, 

No  wisdom  of  our  own. 
How  could  we  do  without  Thee  ? 

We  do  not  know  tlie  way  ; 
Thou  knowest  and  Thou  leadest, 

And  wilt  not  let  us  stray. 


3  We  could  not  do  without  Thee, 

O  Jesus,  Saviour  dear  ! 
E'en  when  our  eyes  are  holden, 

We  know  that  Thou  art  near. 
How  dreary  and  how  lonely 

This  changeful  life  would  be, 
Without  the  sweet  communion, 

The  secret  rest  in  Thee. 


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2.  Thy  love  the  law  and  impulse    of       my 


Thee;  Thou  art    my  God,  in  Thee   1 
soul,      Thy  righteousness  its    fit-ntss 


3  My  highest  hope  to  be  where,  Lord,  Thou  4  Thy  smile  my  sunshine,  all  my  peace  from 

art,  ,     '  thence, 

To  lose  myself  in  Thee  my  richest  gain,  From  self  alone  what  could  that  peace  destroy? 

To  do  Thy  will  the  habit  of  my  heart,  Thy  joy  my  sorrow  at  the  least  offence. 

To  grieve  the  Spirit  my  severest  pain.  My  sorrow  that  I  am  not  more  Thy  joy. 


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I   My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine  : 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away. 
Oh,  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  Thine. 


2  May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire  : 
As  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire, 

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3  While  life's  dai-k  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  Thou  my  Guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day. 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray. 

From  Thee  aside. 
Ray  Palmer 


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2.  Fill     me    with  Thy    love    di   -  vine, 


Sin  -  fill  though  my   heart  may     be. 
Con  -  se  -  crate    my     love     to    Thee, 


3  When  the  shades  of  death  prevail, 

Father,  let  me  cling  to  Thee  ; 
When  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Still  abide  with  me 


4  Then,  O  then,  my  raptured  soul 
Heaven's  eternal  rest  shall  see, 
There,  while  endless  ages  roll, 
Thou'lt  abide  with  me  ! 


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Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 


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1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee ! 

E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me: 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee  ! 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

2  Though,  like  the  wanderer, 
The  sun  gone  down, 

Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  Fd  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee ! 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 


3  There  let  the  way  appear. 
Steps  unto  heaven; 

All  that  Thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee — 

Nearer  to  Thee! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts. 
Bright  with  Thy  praise, 

Out  of  my  stony  griefs. 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee  I 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

S.  F.  Adams 


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Break  down  every  idol 
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Fill  our  hearts  with  love  ; 

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Be  Thyself  the  way 

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5  Jesus,  meek  and  gentle, 
Son  of  God  Most  High, 

Pitying  loving  Saviour, 
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SECOND    HYMN 


1  Jesus,  gentlest  Saviour, 
Thou  art  in  us  now. 

Fill  us  with  Thy  goodness, 
Till  our  hearts  o'erflow. 

2  Multiply  our  graces. 
Chiefly  love  and  fear. 

And,  dear  Lord,  the  chiefest, 
Grace  to  persevere. 


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3  Oh,  how  can  we  thank  Thee 
For  a  gift  like  this, 

Gift  that  truly  maketh 
Heaven's  eternal  bliss ! 

4  Ah  !  when  wilt  Thou  always 
Make  our  hearts  Thy  home  ? 

We  must  wait  for  Heaven  : 
Then  the  day  will  come. 

F.  IV.  Faber 


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Diligent  from  day  to  day, 
Meaning,  doing,  what  we  say  : 
Lord,  in  mercy  hear  us. 


4  May  Thy  wisdom  be  our  guide. 
Comfort,  rest,  and  peace  provide 
Near  to  Thy  protecting  side  : 
Lord,  in  mercy  hear  us. 


6  May  Thy  grace  within  the  soul 
Nature's  waywardness  control, 
Guiding  towards  the  heavenly  goal 
Lord,  in  mercy  hear  us. 


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On  all  who  teach,  on  all  who  learn, 

That  so  Thy  Church  may  holier  live, 
And  every  lamp  more  brightly  burn. 


4  Give  those  who  learn,  the  willing  ear. 
The  spirit  meek,  the  guileless  mind  ; 

Such  gifts  will  make  the  lowliest  here. 
Far  better  than  a  kingdom  find. 


3  Give  those  who  teach,  pure  hearts  and  wise,   5  If  thus,  good  Lord,  Thy  grace  be  given, 
Faith,  hope,  and  love,  all  warmed  by  prayer;      In  Thee  to  live,  in  Thee  to  die. 

Themselves  first  training  for  the  skies.  Before  we  upward  pass  to  heaven 

They  best  will  raise  their  people  there.  We  taste  our  immortality. 


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Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 


Tune  "  Deittijs."     F  major 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 


3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  : 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part. 
It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 

But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart. 

And  hope  f.o  meet  again. 

John  Fawcctt 


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THE    CHfRCH 


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2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  tliy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  Giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 


3  Round  each  habitation  hovering. 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering. 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near  : 
He  who  gives  them  daily  manna, 

He  wlio  listens  when  they  cry, — 
Let  Him  hear  the  loud  hosanna. 

Rising  to  His  throne  on  high. 


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S.J.  Stom 


The  Church's  one  Foundation 


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3  'Mid  toil  and  tribulation, 

And  tumult  of  lier  war. 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  for  evermore  ; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 
And  the  great  church  victorious 

Shall  be  the  church  at  rest. 


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With  those  whose  rest  is  won  • 
O  happy  ones  and  holy  ! 

Lord,  give  us  grace  "that  we 
Like  them,  the  meek  and  lowly 

^n  high  may  dwell  with  Thee 


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J 'mi,- — Stiih- Street     A  major 

1  I  love  Thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  Thine  abode. 

The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  His  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  Thy  Church,  O  God  ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  Thine  eye. 
And  graven  on  Thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 


To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways. 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last. 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield. 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

T.  Dwight 


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The  morning  light  is  breaking 


Tunc —  Webb     />'(7  iiiajor 

I  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears; 
Eacli  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 

Prepares  for  Zion's  war. 


2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

l^efore  the  God  we  love. 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing. 

The  gospel  call  obey. 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

S.  F.  Smith 


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Hail  to  the  Lord^s  anointed 


Tune  on  />age  1 7  2 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed. 
Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 

Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 

He  comes  to  break  oppression. 
To  set  the  captive  free, 

To  take  away  tran.sgression. 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy. 
To  those  who  suffer  wrong; 

To  lielp  tlie  poor  and  needy. 
And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 

To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 
Tlieir  darkness  turn  to  light, 

Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dyint 
Were  precious  in  His  sight. 


3  For  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing 
And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 

His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 
The  heavenly  dew  shall  nourish 

The  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  Hourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

4  O'er  every  foe  victorious, 
He  on  His  throne  shall  rest ; 

From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 
All-blessing  and  all-blessed, 

The  tide  of  time  shall  never 
His  covenant  remove ; 

His  name  shall  stand  for  ever; 
His  great,  best  name  of  Love  ! 

J.  Montgomery 


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MISSIONS 


Hark !  tJie  voice  of  Jesus  calling 


3  Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 

"There  is  nothing  I  can  do," 
While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying. 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you, 
Take  the  task  He  gives  you  gladly. 

Let  his  work  your  pleasure  be; 
Answer  quickly  when  He  calleth — 

"Here  am  I,  O  Lord,  send  me." 


4  If  you  cannot  be  the  watchman, 

Standing  high  on  Zion's  wall, 
Pointing  out  the  path  to  lieaven, 

Off'ring  life  and  peace  to  all, 
With  your  prayers  and  with  your  bounties 

You  can  do  what  Heaven  demands  ; 
You  can  be  like  faithful  Aaron 

Holding  up  the  prophet's  hands. 


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1  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring. 

With  loving  zeal ; 
The  poor,  and  them  that  mourn, 
The  faint  and  overborne. 
Sin-sick  and  sorrow-worn  ; 

Whom  Christ  doth  heal. 

2  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing  ; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

Witli  fervent  prayer; 
The  wayward  and  the  lost, 

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By  restless  passions  tossed, 
Redeemed,  at  countless  cost, 
From  dark  despair, 

3  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing ; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

With  one  accord  ; 
With  us  the  work  to  share, 
With  us  reproach  to  dare, 
With  us  the  cross  to  bear, 

For  Christ  our  Lord. 

Satnuel  Wolcoti 


SPECIAL  OCCASION'S— IE  ACHE  NS'  MEETING 


Shine   TJiou  upon  its,  Lord 


T.  German  Rccd 


1.  Shine  Thou  up-  on    us,  Lord,  True  Light  of  men,    to  -    day;  And  through  tlie 

2.  Breathe  Thou  up-  on    us,  Lord,  Thy  Spir  -  it's     liv  -  ing  flame,  Tliat      so     with 

3.  Speak  Thou  for     us,    O    Lord,  In      all       we     say      of  Thee.  Ac  -  cord  -  ing 

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one      ac  -  cord  Our   lips  may  tell    Thy  Name;       Give  Thou  the    hear -ing     err,     Fix 

to     Thy  Word  Let  all    our  teach-ing     be;  That      so  Thy  lambs  may  know  Their 


gazing  on  Thy  Face,      The    little  ones  may  learn  The  wonders  of  Thy  grace. 
Thou  the  wandering  tho't.  That  those  we  teach  may  hear  The  great  things  Thou  hast  wrought, 
own  true  Shepherd's  voice,  Where'er  He  leads  them  go.  And  in    His  love   re-joice.  A-men. 


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TiDic  0)1  page  178 

1  Christ  with  His  own  Blood  bought  us 
And  made  the  purchase  sure; 

His  are  we ;  may  }Ie  keep  us 
Sober,  and  chaste,  and  pure, 

He,  God  in  Man,  has  carried 
Our  nature  up  to  Heaven  ; 

And  thence  the  Holy  Spirit 
To  dwell  in  us  has  given. 

2  Conformed  to  His  own  likeness. 
May  we  so  live  and  die, 

That  in  the  yrave  our  bodies 

Tn  holy  peace  may  lie. 
And  at  the  resurrection 

Forth  from  those  .graves  may  spring 
Like  to  the  glorious  ]5ody 
Of  Christ,  our  Lord  and  King. 


The  temple  of  the  Hoty  Ghost 


3  The  pure  in  heart  are  blessed, 
For  they  shall  see  the  Lord, 

For  ever  and  for  ever 

By  Seraphim  adored; 
And  they  shall  drink  the  pleasures. 

Such  as  no  tongue  can  tell, 
From  the  clear  crystal  river, 

And  Life's  eternal  well. 

4  Sing  therefore  to  the  Father, 
Who  sent  the  Son  in  love  ; 

And  sing  to  God  the  Saviour, 
Who  leads  to  realms  above  ; 

Sing  with  the  saints  and  angels, 
Before  the  Heavenly  Throne, 

To  God  the  Holy  Spirit; 
Sing  to  the  Three  in  One. 

C.  W'ordsivorth 


291 


.S-.  Cliilds  Clark 
In  unison 


Now  a  New   Year  opens 


/".  .-/./.  Ho-iey 


2  This  the  holy  lesson 
On  the  year's  first  day, 

Jesus  by  obedience 
Teaches  to  obey. 

3  Of  Thy  Cross  thus  early 
Tokens  thou  dost  give; 

Bv  Thv  wounds  Thou  healest. 
Bv  Thv  death  we  live. 


4  Not  to  suffer  only, 
Jesus,  didst  Thou  come, 

But  to  leave  us  way-marks 
Pointing  to  our  home, 

5  In  Thy  blessed  footsteps 
Ever  may  we  tread. 

Safe  when  keeping  near  Thee, 
Bv  Thv  Spirit  led, 


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We  will  not  fear  nor  fly  ; 
We  love  the  holy  warrior's  life, 

His  death  we  hope  to  die. 
We  slumber  not,  that  charge  in  view, 

"Toil  on  while  toil  ye  may, 
Then  night  shall  be  no  night  to  you, 

Ye  children  of  the  day." 


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4  Lord  God,  our  glory,  Three  in  One, 

Thine  own  sustam,  defend  ; 
And  give,  though  dim  this  earthly  sun, 

Thy  true  light  to  the  end. 
Till  morning  tread  the  darkness  down, 

And  night  be  swept  away, 
And  infinite,   sweet  triumph  crown 

The  children  of  the  day. 


SPECIAL    OCCASIOXS—TJIK   NEW   YEAR 


Fvolu  glory  itnto  glory 


XV.  T.  Hovte 


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As        on       the     King's  own       higli    -     way,     we         bravely     march  a     -     long! 
What  won  -  ders     He     hath         shown      us|     what       triumphs     He  hath       won! 


As    dawns     the       sol  -  emn  bright-ness     of       an    -    oth  -  er     glad  New  Year. 
The     lives       for    which    our      Lord  liath    laid    His      own     so     free  -  ly     down! 


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3  O  let  our  adoration  for  all  that  He  hath  done, 

Peal  out  beyond  the  stars  of  dod,  while  voice  and  life  are  one  : 

And  let  our  consecration  be  real,  and  deep,  and  true ; 

Oh,  even  now  our  hearts  shall  bow,  and  joyful  vows  renew. 

4  Now  onward,  ever  onward,  from  strength  to  strength  we  go. 
While  grace  for  grace  abundantly  shall  from  His  fulness  flow, 
To  glory's  full  fruition,  from  glory's  foretaste  here. 

Until  His  very  presence  crown  our  happiest  New  Year. 


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Harvest  Home 


H.  Alford 


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2  We  ourselves  are  God's  own  field 
Fruit  unto  His  praise  to  yield; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown  ; 
First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear; 
Lord  of  harvest !  grant  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 


3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come. 
And  shall  take  His  harvest  home  ; 
From  His  field  shall  purge  away 
All  that  doth  offend  that  day ; 
Give  His  angels  charge  at  last 
In  the  fires  the  tares  to  cast; 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  His  garner  evermore. 


Tune  '■^America. 

1  My  country  !  't  is  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty. 

Of  thee  I  sing  : 
Land  where  my  fathers  died  ! 
Land  of  the  Pilgrims'  pride  ! 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring ! 

2  My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love  ; 
T  love  thy  rocks  and  rills. 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  : 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 

Like  that  above. 


My  country  !  V  is  of  thee 


3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song  : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  Thee, 
Author  of  liberty. 

To  Thee  we  sing  ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  Thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 

,V.  /-;  Smith 


SPECIAL    OCCASfOXS—  DKDICA  r/OX—PRA  YPR   POP   SPAA/EX 


296 


Father  let   Thy  hnnng  gaze 


TiDic  on  paf^c  45 

1  Father  let  Thy  loving  gaze 
Rest  upon  Thy  children  now — 

In  this  house  accept  our  praise 
Hear  our  prayer,  receive  our  vow, 

Bless  through  all  the  comin<,f  days 
Those  who  at  these  altars  bow. 

2  Risen  Saviour,  may  Thy  cross 
Ever  here  uplifted  be — 

Counting  worldly  gain  but  dross. 
May  Thy  people  live  for  Thee ; 

And  in  trial,  pain  or  loss, 
Cling  to  Him  of  Calvary. 


3  Holy  Spirit,  be  Thou  here, 
When  the  seed  of  truth  is  sown 

As  the  dew,  the  sun  appear, 
'Till  the  golden  fruits  are  grown  ; 

Thine  the  work  from  year  to  year, 
And  the  glory  Thine  alone. 

4  God  of  grace,  upon  Thy  throne 
Hear  us  as  we  bend  the  knee  ; 

May  this  temple  be  Thine  own 

Dedicated  now  to  Thee, 
Father,  Holy  Spirit,  Son, 

Ever  blessed  Trinity.     Amen. 

Will.  A.  Caiddwell 


297 


Great  God,  accept  the  song  we  raise 


Tune  0)1  page  195 

1  Great  God,  accept  the  song  we  raise- 
A  tribute  of  our  joy 

That  in  this  house  built  for  Thy  praise 
Our  lips  find  sweet  employ. 

Here  may  glad  hymns  to  Thee  ascend 
Till  earthly  days  are  past, 

And  in  the  choir  celestial  blend 
With  seraph  songs  at  last. 

2  Here  may  each  eye  uplifted,  see 
The  loving  Saviour's  face, 

Or  droop,  in  deep  humility, 
His  tender  words  to  trace. 


And  when  these  scenes  have  fled  away, 

May  our  enraptured  sight 
Wake  in  that  "golden  city's''  day. 

Of  which  Thou  art  the  light. 

3  Here  from  the  altar  of  each  heart 

May  prayer  as  fncense  rise  ; 
And  in  return  Thy  hand  impart 

Rich  treasures  from  the  skies; 
And  when  these  hearts  shall  cease  to  beat- 

This  temple  service  o'er — 
In  Thine  own  temple  may  we  meet 

To  separate  no  more.     Amen. 

Wm.  A.  Cauldwell 


298 


Eternal  Father  strong  to  save 


Time  on  /<?^'i'  30 

1  Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save. 
Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave. 
Who  biddest  the  mighty  ocean  deep 

Its  own  appointed  limits  keep  : 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 

2  O  Christ,  whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  Thy  word. 
Who  walkedst  on  the  foaming  deep. 
And  calm  amid  the  storm  didst  sleep  : 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea! 


3  O  Holy  Spirit,  who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  waters  dark  and  rude. 
And  bid  their  angry  tumult  cease, 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace  ; 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea 

4  O  Trinity  of  love  and  power. 

Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour; 
P>om  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe. 
Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go; 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  Thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea.  Amen. 

IV.  Whiling 


THE  NEU   JERUSALEM 


299 


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Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


4  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  Thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

When  I  Thy  joys  shall  see. 


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I  Jerusalem,  the  golden, 

With  milk  and  honey  blest! 
Beneath  Thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed  : 

1  know  not,  oh,  I  know  not, 
What  social  joys  are  there, 

What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 
All  jubilant  with  song, 

And  bright  with  many  an  angel. 
And  all  the  martyr  throng  ; 


The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene  ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David  ; 

And  there,  from  care  released. 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast: 
And  they  who  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

John  M.  A'trciA;  tr. 


214 


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Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you  come  : 

And  through  the  dark,  its  eclioes  sweetly  ringing, 
The  music  of  the  gospel  leads  us  home. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 
The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea  ; 
And  laden  souls,  by  thousands  meekly  stealing 

Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps  to  Thee. 


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THE  NEW  JERUSALEM 


302 

Atidretv  \oting 


There  is  a  happy  Land 


S.S.    Wesley 


2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away  ; 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand  ? 

Why  sti'll  delay  ? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be, 

When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  Thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye  ! 


3  Bright,  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 
Oh,  then  to  glory  run, 

Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won 
And  bright  above  the  sun, 

We  reign  for  aye  ! 


^Q^  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 

Tune  ''Beautiful  Riverr     E\i  major 


I   Shall  we  gather  at  the  river, 

Where  bright  angel-feet  have  trod  ; 

With  its  crystal  tide  forever 

Flowing  by  the  the  throne  of  God. 

Ref. — Yes,  we  '11  gather  at  the  river. 
The  beautiful,  beautiful  river — 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 


2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 
Washing  up  its  silver  spray. 

We  will  wait  and  worship  ever. 
All  the  happy  golden  day. 

3  Soon  we  '11  reach  the  shining  river. 
Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease ; 

Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
With  the  melody  of  peace. 

Robert  Lmury 
216 


THE   XKW  JKRrSALKM 


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As  liastes  the  sun  away. 
As  storm  and  winds  complaining. 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day, 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us. 

The  darkness  of  the  grave; 
And  death  is  just  before  us  : 

God  takes  the  life  He  gave. 


217 


3  Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  it  is  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love  ? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  Thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament  forever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 


THE  NEW  JERUSALEM 


305 

F.  W.  Faber 


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'T  is  weary  waiting  here  ; 
We  long  to  be  where  Jesus  is, 

To  feel  and  see  Him  near. 


3  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise  ! 

O  keep  us  in  Thy  love, 
And  guide  us  to  that  happy  land 

Of  perfect  rest  above. 


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THE   NEW  JEKrSALEM 

III   flic  Paradise  of  Jcsits 


E.  G.  Monk 


I.  In     the     Par  -  a  -  dise     of      Je  -  sus  There  are     man  -  y    homes  of      light, 


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2  In  those  quiet  resting  places, 
Midst  the  pastures  green  and  fair, 

Jesus  gathers  in  the  homeless, 
And  He  dwells  among  them  there. 

3  Can  we  see  those  happy  faces 
Of  the  dear  ones  gone  before  ? 

They  are  ready  now  to  greet  us 
When  we  gain  that  blessed  shore. 


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4  Then  the  pearly  gates,  unfolding, 
Never  shall  be  closed  again, 

We  shall  see  within  the  city 
Jesus,  'mid  His  white-robed  train. 

5  Oh,  to  join  the  Alleluia, 

And  the  glad  thanksgiving  raise. 
With  the  ransomed  hosts  of  Jesus, 
In  their  songs  of  endless  praise  I 


THE   NF.  IV  JER  USA  L  EM 


I  have  a  home  above 


St.  Alban^s  7une  Book 


A--X 


1.  I      have      a       home  a     -    bove, 

2.  My     Fa  -  ther's  gra-cious       hand 


From  sin     and    sor  -  row 
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From    ev  -   er    -  last  -  ing       it     was  planned — My  dwell-ing- place  with    God. 


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3  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure; 
He  passed  thro'  death's  dark  raging  flood 

To  make  my  rest  secure. 


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4  The  Comforter  has  come, 
The  earnest  has  been  given  ; 

He  leads  me  onward  to  the  home 
Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 


308 


Tune  "Shining  Shore." 

1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 

Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly. 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

For,  oh,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over  ; 
And  just  before,  the  Shining  Shore 
We  may  almost  discover  ! 

2  We  '11  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 
Our  heavenly  home  discerning; 

Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning.^REF. 


The  Shining  Shore 

G  ?naJor 


3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 
We  need  not  cease  our  singing; 

That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing.—  Ref. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 
Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever ; 

Our  King  says,  come,  and  there's  our  home 
For  ever,  oh,  for  ever  ! 

For,  oh,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over  ; 
And  just  before,  the  Shining  Shore 
We  may  almost  discover  ! 

D.  Nelson 


CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


309 

A.  Midlane 


There  V  a  Friend  for  little  children 


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2  There  's  a  Rest  for  little  children. 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
Who  love  the  blessed  Saviour, 

And  to  His  Father  cry; 
A  Rest  from  every  trouble. 

From  sin  and  danger  free; 
There  every  little  pilgrim 

Shall  rest  eternally. 


3  There  's  a  Home  for  little  children, 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky. 
Where  Jesus  reigns  in  glory, 

A  Home  of  peace  and  joy  ; 
No  home  on  earth  is  like  it, 

Nor  can  with  it  compare. 
For  every  one  is  happy. 

Nor  can  be  happier  there. 


CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


310 

M.  Elsie  Thalheimcr 
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Thou  art  my  Shepherd 


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Lord,  do  not  leave  me 

SECOND   HYMN 


I  Lord,  do  not  leave  me  ! 
I  'm  but  an  erring  child, 
Weak,  poor,  and  sin-defiled, 

Afraid,  alone ; 
But  Thou  art  strong  and  wise 
No  ill  can  Thee  surprise  ; 
Beneath  Thy  loving  eyes 

Danger  is  none. 


2  If  Thou  wilt  guide  me, 
Gladly  I  '11  go  with  Thee  ;— 
No  harm  can  come  to  me, 

Holding  Thy  hand ; 
And  soon  my  weary  feet. 
Safe  in  the  golden  street, 
Where  all  who  love  Thee  meet, 

Redeemed  shall  stand. 

M.  E.  T. 


312 

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CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 

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Comes  to  bow  our  hearts  in  grief, 
Earthly  comforts  pass  away. 
Earthly  hopes  give  no  relief; 
To  Thy  Bosom  we  will  flee, 
Clinging  ever  near  to  Thee. 


4  Then  the  prize  of  victory  won. 
And  the  weary  contest  o'er, 
We  shall  hear  the  glad  "  Well  done," 
Greet  us  on  the  heavenly  shore, 
And  through  all  eternity, 
Evermore  be  near  to  Thee. 


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3  So  come  to  Him,  and  welcome, 
As  long  ago  they  came. 

This  good  and  tender  Shepherd 
Knows  every  Iamb  by  name  ! 


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CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


2  Mothers  then  the  .Saviour  sought 
In  the  places  where  He  taught, 
And  to  Him  their  children  brought — 

Little  ones  like  me. 

3  Did  the  Saviour  say  them  nay? 
No,  He  kindly  bade  them  stay; 
Suffered  none  to  turn  away 

Little  ones  like  me. 


4  'T  was  for  them  His  life  He  gave, 
To  redeem  them  from  the  grave  ; 
Jesus  able  is  to  save 

Little  ones  like  me. 

5  Children,  then,  should  love  Him  too, 
Strive  His  holy  will  to  do. 

Pray  to  Him  and  praise  Him  too — 
Little  ones  like  me. 


315 


My  Father,  hear  my  prayer 


E.  C.  W. 


R.  Brmvn-Bortlnvick 


2  Forgive  me  all  my  sin. 

And  let  me  sleep  this  night 
In  safety  and  in  peace 


3  Lord,  help  me  every  day 
To  love  Thee  more  and  more, 

And  try  to  do  Thy  will 
Much  better  than  before. 


4  Now  look  upon  me.  Lord, 
Ere  I  lie  down  to  rest, 

It  is  Thy  little  child 
That  Cometh  to  be  blest. 


CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


316 


Up  in  Heaven 


Miss  Alexander 


J.  Stainer 


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2  And  He  loves  His  little  children, 
And  He  pleadeth  for  them  there, 
Asking  the  great  God  of  Heaven 
That  their  sins  may  be  forgiven, 
And  He  hears  their  prayer. 


226 


3  And  all  faithful  holy  Christians 
Who  their  Master's  work  have  done, 
Shall  appear  at  His  right  hand 
And  inherit  the  fair  land 
That  his  love  have  won. 


CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


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And  His  love  so  true  ! 
Oh.  how  sweet  to  show  Him 

How  we  love  Him  too  ! 
For  to  us  is  given. 

Here  to  taste  His  grace. 
And  the  liope  in  Heaven 

To  behold  His  Face. 


227 


4  Then,  within  His  dwelling. 

Raise  the  joyous  song  ; 
Let  glad  voices  swelling 

Still  the  strain  prolong  ; 
Children,  bending  lowly. 

Join  the  angels'  cry, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy, 

Is  the  Lord  most  High  !  " 


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CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


God  will  take  care  of  you 


F.  R.  Havergal 


F.  R.  Havergal 


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Jesus,  the  Shepherd,  His  little  one  keeps; 

Darkness  to  Him  is  the  same  as  the  light. 
He  never  slumbers,  and  He  never  sleeps. 

3  He  will  take  care  of  you.     All  through  the  year 
Crowning  each  day  with  His  kindness  and  love 

Sending  you  blessings,  and  shielding  from  fear, 
Leading  you  on  to  the  bright  home  above. 

4  He  will  take  care  of  you.     Yes  ;  to  the  end 
Nothing  can  alter  His  love  for  His  own  ; 

Children,  be  glad  that  you  have  such  a  Friend ; 
He  will  not  leave  you  one  moment  alone, 


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keep  you  from       ill;       Wak-ing       or     rest-ing,    at       work    or       at       play. 


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CHILDKKA '  'S  HYMNS 


oiQ  Cofue,  Children,  lift  your  voices 

C.  F.  Hcrmiman  Bcrthold  Tours 

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2  Come  join  our  glad  Hosanna 

As  gladly  still  we  sing, 
Rejoicing  in  the  favor 

Of  Christ,  our  Lord  and  King  ; 
For  good  is  His  creation, 

All  beautiful  and  fair, 
E'en  angels  from  the  heavenly  seats 

Our  grateful  gladness  share. 


3  May  we  by  holy  living 

Thy  praises  echo  forth, 
And  tell  Thy  boundless  mercies. 

To  all  the  listening  earth  ; 
May  we  grow  up  as  branches. 

In  Christ,  the  one  true  Vine, 
Bear  fruit  to  Life  Eternal, 

And  be  for  ever  Thine. 


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CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


320  Heavenly  Father,  send  TJiy  blessing 

C.  li  ordsworth 
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Didst  vouchsafe  a  Child  to  be, 
Guide  our  steps  and  help  our  weakness. 

Bless  and  make  us  like  to  Thee. 
Bear  Thy  lambs,  when  they  are  weary, 

In  Thine  arms  and  at  Thy  breast ; 
Through  life's  desert,  dry  and  dreary, 

Bring  us  to  Thy  heavenly  rest. 


3  Spread  Thy  golden  pinions  o'er  us, 

Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ; 
Guide  us,  lead  us,  go  before  us, 

Give  us  peace,  and  joy,  and  love. 
Temples  of  the  Holy  Spirit, 

May  we  with  Thy  glory  shine. 
And  immortal  bliss  inherit, 

And  for  evermore  be  Thine.     Amen. 


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CHILDREN'S   HYMNS 


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3  We  are  taught  to  love  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  taught  to  read  His  word : 
We  are  taught  the  way  to  heaven  : 
Praise  for  all  to  God  be  given  ! 


4  Parents,  teachers,  old  and  young, 
All  unite  to  swell  the  song  : 
Higher  and  yet  higher  rise, 
Till  hosannas  reach  the  skies. 


CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


322  God  of  Heaven!  hear  our  Singing 

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3  Let  the  sweet  and  joyful  story 
Of  the  Saviour's  wondrous  love 

Wake  on  earth  a  song  of  glory 
Like  the  angels'  song  above. 

4  Father,  send  the  glorious  hour. 
Every  heart  be  thine  alone  ; 

For  the  kingdom  and  the  power 
And  the  glory  are  Thine  own. 
Pilj,niin  Songs,"  l.y  per.  of  Cong'l  S.  S.  and  Pub.  See 
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CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


Above  the  clear  blue  sky 


E.  J.  Hopkins 


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3  O  blessed  Lord,  Thy  truth 
To  us,  Thy  babes,  impart, 
And  teach  us  in  our  youth 
To  know  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
Alleluia  ! 

Then  shall  we  sing 
To  God  our  King, 
Alleluia ! 


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4  Oh,  may  Thy  holy  Word 

Spread  all  the  world  around. 
And  all  with  one  accord 
Uplift  the  joyful  sound. 
Alleluia ! 

And  then  shall  sing 
To  God  their  King 
Alleluia  I 


CHILDREN'S  HYMNS 


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In  the  vineyard  of  ottr  Father 


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Not  for  objects  nothing  worth. 

But  to  send  the  blessed  story 
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Telling  mortals 

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4  Steadfast,  then,  in  our  endeavor, 
Heavenly  Father,  may  we  be  ; 

And  for  ever,  and  for  ever. 

We  will  give  the  praise  to  Thee; 
Hallelujah 

Singing,  all  eternity. 


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Do  no  sinful  action 


Tune  on  page  198 


1  Do  no  sinful  action, 
Speak  no  angry  word. 

Ye  belong  to  Jesus, 
Children  of  the  Lord. 

2  Christ  is  kind  and  gentle, 
Christ  is  pure  and  true, 

And  His  little  children 
Must  be  holy  too. 


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3  There's  a  wicked  spirit 
Watching  round  you  still. 

And  he  tries  to  tempt  you 
To  all  harm  and  ill. 

4  But  you  must  not  hear  him. 
Though  'tis  hard  for  you 

To  resist  the  evil. 
And  the  good  to  do. 


CHANTS 


026       ^f  ^^^^^^  ^^^^'^^  ^^^y  f^ot  from  the  Sabbath 

Selection  from  Isaiah,  LVIII 


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1.  If  thou  turn  thy  foot  from  the  Sabbath,  from  doing  thy  pleasure  on  my  |  holy  |  day  ll  and  call 
the  Sabbath  a  delight,  the  |  holy 'of  the  |  Lord |  honorable. 

2.  And  shall  honor  Him,  not  doing  thine  own  way,  nor  finding  thine  own  pleasure,  nor  speaV\r\g, 
I  thine  own  |  words  ||  then  shalt  thou  de-  |  light  thy-  |  self  in  the  |  Lord. 

3.  And  I  will  cause  thee  to  ride  upon  the  high  \  places  of  the  |  earth  ||  and  feed  thee  with  the 
heritage  of  Jacob  thy  Father, yt^r  the  |  mouth  -of  the  |  Lord  hath  |  spoken  it.     Amen. 


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The  earth  is  the  Lord^s 


Selection  from  Ps.  XXIV 


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1.  The  earth  is   the  Lord's,  and   the  |  fulness   there-  |  of ;  !!  the   -worlJ,  and  |  they   that  |  dwell 
there-  |  in. 

2.  For  He  hdXYi  foundeA  it  up  |  on  the  |  seas,  ||  and  es/(2(51ished  |  it  up  |  on  the  |  floods. 

*  3.  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  \  of  the  |  Lord;  I!  or  who  shall  stjitd  |  in  His  |  holy  |  place.' 

4.  He    tlial    hath    clean  ha/ids,  and  a  |  pure —  |  heart;  It  who  hath  not  lifted  up  his  soul  unto 
vanity,  nor  |  sworn I de-  |  ceitfully. 

5.  He  shall  receive  the  bless'mg  \  from  the  |  Lord,  ||  and  righteousness y>vw  the  |  God  of  |  his  sal- 
I  vation. 

6.  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates ;  and  be  ye  lifted  up,  ye  ez'QX-  \  lasting  |  doors ;  !|  and  the  A'ing 
of  I  glory  I  shall  come  |  in. 

7.  Who  is  this  |  King  of  |  glory?  |i  The  Lord  strong  and  mighty,  the  Lord  \  mighty  |  in —  |  battle. 

8.  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates;  even  lift  them  up,  ye  ez'er-  |  lasting  |  doors;  ||  and  the  Kingoi 
I  glory  I  shall  come  |  in. 

9.  Who  is  this  |  King  of:  glory?  ||  The  Lord  of  hosts,  \  He 'is  the  |  King  of  |  glory.     Amen. 

*  The  questions  may  be  sung  by  a  Solo  voice 


328 


CHANTS 

Rejoice  in  the  Lord 


Selection  from  Ps.  XXXIII 


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1.  Rejoice  in  the  Lord  |  O  ye  i  righteous,  ||  iox praise  is  |  comely  |  for  the  |  upright. 

2.  Praise  the  Lord  \  with  the  |  harp ;  ||  sing  unto  him  with  the  psaltery,  and  an  J  instrument  |  of 
ten  I  strings. 

3.  Sing  unto  him  a  |  new |  song ;  ||  play  jM/f  uUy  |  with  a  [  loud |  noise. 

4.  For  the  word  of  the  Lord  \  is |  right,  ||  and  all  his  |  works  are  \  done  in  |  truth. 

5.  He  loveth  righte.o\xs-  \  ness  and  |  judgment;  ||  the  earth  \s  full  of  the  |  goodness  |  of  the  | 
Lord. 

6.  Let  all  the  earth  \  fear  the  |  Lord ;  ||  let  all  the  inhabitants  of  the  zvorld  j  stand  in  |  awe  of  | 
him. 

7.  Blessed  is  the  wation  whose  |  God  is  •  the  |  Lord ;  ||  and  the  people  whom  he  hath  |  chosen 
for     his  }  own  in-  j  heritance.     Amen. 


329 


Bow  down  thine  ear 


Selection  from  Ps.  LXXXVI 


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1.  Bow  down  thine  ear,  O  |  Lord |  hear  me  :  \^for  |  I  am  I  poor  and  I  needy. 

2.  Preserve  my  soul;  for  |  I  am  I  holy  •  ||  O  thou  my  God,  save  thy  |  servant  •  that  |  trusteth" 
in  I  thee. 

3.  Be  merciful  unio  I  me,  O  |  Lord:  \for  I  |  cry  *  unto  1  thee 1  daily. 

4.  Rejoice  the  sonl  I  of  thy  I  servant  ||  for  unto  thee,  O  Lord,  do  I  I  lift I  up  my  I  soul. 

5.  For  thou  Lord  art  good,  and  ready  \  to  for-  |  give ;  ||  and  plenteous  in  mercy  unto  all  I  them 
that  I  call  up-   1  on  thee. 

6.  Give  ear,  O  Lord,  1  unto  •  my  1  prayer ;  1|  and  attend  to  the  voice  \  of  my  I  suppli-  I  cations. 

7.  Teach  me  thy  way  O  Lord ;  I  will  walk  \  in  thy  |  truth :  ||  wnite  my  I  heart  to  I  fear  thy  I 
name. 

8.  I  will  praise  thee,  O  Lord  my  God,  with  I  all  my  I  heart :  ||  and  I  will  glori/y  thy  I  name  for  | 
ever  I  more.     Amen. 

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CHANTS 


330 


The  /aic  of  file  Lord  is  perfect 

ScUitioits from  Ps.  XIX 


1.  The  law  of  the  Lord  X'a perfect,  con  |  verting  the  |  soul :  ||  the  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  sure,  \ 
making  |  wise  the  |  simple. 

2.  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  re  |  joicing  •  the  |  heart  :  ||  the  commandment  of  the  Lord 
is  I  pure,  en  |  lightening  •  the  j  eyes. 

3.  The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean,  en  |  during  -for  |  ever :  ||  the  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  true, 
and  I    righteous  |  alto  |  gether. 

4.  More  to  be  desired  than  gold.  ir<z,  than  |  much  fine  |  gold:  ||  sweeter  also  than  //<^ney  I  and 
the  I  honey  I  comb. 

5.  Moreover  by ///^w  is  thy  |  servant  |  warned  :  ||  and  in  keeping  oi  tlietu  \  there  is  |  great  re  |  ward. 

6.  Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  and  the  meditation  of  my  heart,  be  acct/Zable  |  in  thy  |  sight,  |J 
O  Lord,  my  |  strength,  and  |  my  re  j  deemer.     Amen. 


How  amiable  are  Tliy  tabernacles 

Selection  from  Ps.  LXXXIV. 


1.  How  amiable  are  thy  ]  taber  ]  nacles,  ||  O  j  Lord —  |  of —  |  hosts  ! 

2.  My  soul  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth  for  the  courts  \  of  the  [  Lord  :  ||  my  heart   and  my  flesh 
crieth  out  \  for  the  |  living  |  (jod. 

3.  lilessed  are  they  that  tkoell  \  in  thy  |  house ;  ||  tluy  will  be  |  still —  |  praising  |  thee. 

4.  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  strength  \  is  in  |  thee  ;  ||  in  whose  heart  \  are  the  |  ways  of  |  them. 

5.  They  ^£7  from  ]  strength  to  |  strength,  ||  every  one  of  them  in  Zion  ap  |  peareth  •  be  |  fore —  | 
God. 

6.  For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  bet\.&c  \  than  a  |  thousand,  ||  I  had  rather  be  a  doorkeeper  in   the 
house  of  my  God,  than  to  |  dwell  •  in  the  |  tents  of  |  wickedness. 

7.  For  the  Lord  God  is  a  |  sun   and  |  sliield  :  !l  the   Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory  :  no  good 
thing  will  he  with>^o/(/ from  |  them  that  |  walk  up-  |  rightly. 

8.  0  1  Lord  of  |  hosts,  ||  blessed  is  the  |  man  that  |  trusteth  'in  |  thee.     Amen. 

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CHANTS 


332 


The  Lord  upholdeth  all  that  fall 


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1.  The  Lord  up/zt^A/eth  |  all  that  |  fall  ||  and  raiseth  up  all  \  those  that  |  are  bowed  |  down. 

2.  The  eyes  of  all  \  wait  •  upon  |  thee  ||  and  thou  givest  them  their  |  meat  in  |  due |  season. 

3.  Thou  ^penest  |  thine j  hand  Hand  satisfied  the  A&sire  of  |  every  |  living  |  creature. 

4.  The  Lord  is  righteons  in  |  all  his  |  way  ||  and  \  holy  in  |  all  his  |  works. 

5.  My  mouth  shall  speak  the  |  praise  •  of  the  |  Lord  ||  and  let  all  flesh  bless  his  ko\y  \  name  for  | 
ever  and  |  ever.     Amen. 


000  When  Israel  went  out  of  Egypt 

Tonus  Peregrinus  *  Selection  from  Ps.  LVII 


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language. 

2.  _/«dah  I  was  his  |  sanctuary,  ||  and  \  Israel  |  his  do-  |  minion. 

3.  The  sea  \  saw  it  •  and  |  fled ;  ||ybrdan  |  was |  driven  |  back. 

4.  The  ;«w/;/tains  [  skipped  like  |  rams;  ||  and  the  |  little  |  hills  like  |  lambs. 

5.  What  ailed  thee,  O  thou  sea  \  that  thou  |  fleddest;  ||  thou  yi?;-dan  that  |  thou  wast  |  driven  | 
back  > 

6.  Ye  mountains  that  ye  ]  skipped  like  |  rams,  ||  and  ye  |  little  |  hills  like  |  lambs  ? 

7.  Tremble,  thou  earth,  at  the  /rfj-ence  |  of  the  |  Lord ;  ||  at  the  fres&nce.  \  of   the  |  God   of  | 
Jacob. 

8.  Which  turned  the  roch  into  a  |  standing  |  water ;  1|  i\iQjlint  (  in  *  to  a  |  fountain  •  of  |  waters. 

*  There  is  some  ground  for  believing  that  the  hymn  sung  by  our  Saviour,  and  His  disciples  after  the  Last  Sup. 
per,  may  have  been  the  series  of  Psalms  called  "  Hallel  "  (cxiii  to  cxviii  of  the  authorized  version)  which  was  used 
in  the  second  Temple  at  all  the  great  festivals,  and  consequently  at  that  of  the  Passover;  and  it  has  been  supposed — 
though  the  circumstance  does  not  admit  of  proof — that  the  melody  to  which  the  most  characteristic  of  the  Psalms, 
cxiv,  was  originally  sung,  is  the  germ  of  that  with  wliich  it  has  been  associated  in  the  Christian  Church  from  time 
immemorial — the  Tonus  Peregrinus. — "■Studies  m  Musical  History."    Davis. 


238 


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Selection  from  Ps.  CXXI 


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2.  My  help  cometh  \  from  the  |  Lord,  ||  -a'liieli  \  made |  heaven  •  and  |  earth. 

3.  He  will  not  suffer  \!ty^  foot  |  to  be  |  moved  :  1|  he  that  |  keepeth  •  thee  |  will  not  |  slumber. 

4.  Behold,  he  that  |  keepeth  |  Israel  ||  shall  wither  |  slumber  |  nor |  sleep. 

5.  The  Lord  \  is  thy  |  keeper ;  ||  the  Lord  is  thy  shade  up-  |  on  thy  |  right |  hand. 

6.  The  sun  shall  not  smite  \  thee  by  j  day,  ||  nor  the  |  moon |  by |  night. 

7.  The  Lord  shall  ^xe.serve  thee  from  |  all |  evil ;  ||  he  \  shall  pre-  j  serve  thy  |  soul. 

8.  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and  thy  !  coming  |  in  ||  from  this  time  forth,  and 
even  •  for  |  ever-  |  more.     Amen. 


335 


O  give  thanks  to  tJie  Lord 


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wondrous  |  works. 

2.  Glory  ye  in  his  ]  holy  |  name ;  ||  Let  the  heart  of  them  re-  |  joice  that  |  seek  the  |  Lord. 

3.  Seek  the  Lord  \  and  his  |  strength  ;  ||  Seek  his  (  face I  ever  I  more. 

4.  Remember  his  marvelous  -vorks  that  I  he  hath  1  done,  ||  his  wonders,  and  the  I  judgments  I  of 
his  I  mouth. 

5.  He  is  the  I  Lord  our  ■  God ;  ||  hisyW^inents  I  are  in  I  all  the  I  earth. 

6.  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  I  he  is  I  good ;  ||  for  his  I  mercy  en-  ' 
dureth  for  I  ever.     Amen. 


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3.  O  all  ye  Powers  of  the 

4.  O  ye  nights  and 

5.  O  ye  children  of 

6.  O  ye  servants  of  the 

7.  O  ye  spirits  and  souls  of  the 

8.  O  ye  holy  and  humble  men  of 


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NUMBER 

Abide  with  me;  fast  falls  the  eventide i6 

Above  the  clear  blue  sky 333 

Again  returns  the  day  of  holy  rest 9 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 95 

All  our  sinful  words  and  ways 19° 

Almost  persuaded  now  to  believe ii8 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 150 

Angel  harps  far  and  wide 86 

Angels  holy,  high  and  lowly 34 

Angel  voices  breathing  ever 30 

Angel  voices  ever  singing 4^ 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid 94 

As  flows  the  rapid  river 304 

As  helpless  as  a  child  who  clings 228 

As  with  gladness  men  of  old 61 

Awakened  from  sleep,  we  fall 7 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 152 

Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth 37 

Blessed  Saviour,  Thee  I  love 74 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 278 

Break  thou  the  bread  of  life 180 

Breast  the  wave.  Christian,  when  it  is  strongest. .  147 

Breathe  on  me,  breath  of  God no 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. . .  72 

By  the  gracious  saving  call 132 

Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation 238 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow 120 

Children  of  Jerusalem 321 

Children  of  the  Heavenly  King 256 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing 288 

Christian,  seek  not  yet  repose 151 

Christ  is  risen,  Christ  is  risen 82 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day 88 

Clirist  with  His  own  blood  bought  us 290 

Come,  children,  lift  your  voices 319 

Come,  Gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  dove 112 


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Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind 109 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove in 

Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer,  abide  Thou  with  me. .  265 

Come,  my  soul,  thou  must  be  waking 229 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 31 

Come,  Thou  Almighty  King 27 

Come,  Thou  fount  of  every  blessing 168 

Come  thou,  O  come 113 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  away 123 

Come  unto  Me  when  shadows  darkly  gather. . .  264 

Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come 294 

Courage,  brother,  do  not  stumble 159 

Crown  Him  with  many  crowns 93 

Crown  His  head  with  endless  blessing 104 

Dear  Saviour,  ever  at  my  side 142 

Dear  Saviour,  our  Saviour 260 

Do  no  sinful  action 325 

Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save 298 

Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy 251 

Far  from  my  heavenly  home 165 

Far  out  on  the  desolate  billow 216 

Father,  hear  the  prayer  we  offer 167 

Father,  let  Thy  loving  gaze 296 

Father  of  all,  to  Thee 57 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 22 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 166 

Fight  the  good  fight  with  all  thy  might 157 

Forbid  ye  not  the  children 3^3 

For  the  beauty  of  the  earth 54 

From  glory  unto  glory,  be  this  our  joyous  song.  .  293 

Give  up  all  for  Jesus 205 

Glorious  is  Thy  name,  O  Lord 24 

Glorious  things  of  Thee  are  spoken 279 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 3^ 

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NUMBER 

Glory  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night 13 

God  Almighty,  Father 29 

God  is  love,  His  mercy  brightens 55 

God  made  me  for  Himself,  to  serve  Him  here  . .  185 

God  of  heaven,  hear  our  singing 322 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven 18 

God  will  take  care  of  you.    All  through  the  day.  318 

Golden  harps  are  sounding 89 

Gracious  Spirit,  dwell  with  me 114 

Great  God,  accept  the  song  we  raise 297 

Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah 173 

Hail,  glorious  morn,  the  earth  resounds 73 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  Him  rise 87 

Hail!  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning.  287 

Hail  1  to  the  Lord's  anointed 283 

Hark !  Hark !  my  soul,  angelic  songs  are  swelling  301 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 42 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing 60 

Hark,  the  sound  of  holy  voices 44 

Hark,  the  sound  of  the  fight  hath  gone  forth.  . .  .  144 

Hark !  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 284 

Heal  me,  O  my  Saviour,  heal 127 

Heavenly  Father,  let  Thy  light 192 

Heavenly  Father,  send  Thy  blessing 320 

He  leadeth  me,  O  blessed  thought 230 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine 51 

Holy  Father,  Great  Creator 53 

Holy  Father,  Thou  hast  taught  me 217 

Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite 115 

Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  Almighty 46 

Holy  Spirit,  come  and  shine 107 

Hosanna !  raise  the  pealing  hymn 39 

How  firm  a  foundation, ye  saints  of  the  Lord.  . .  232 

How  good  Thou  art  to  me 178 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 50 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 223 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross 131 

I  am  trusting  Thee,  Lord  Jesus 130 

[  have  a  home  above 3P7 

I  heard  a  voice,  the  sweetest  voice 129 

[  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 139 

I  hear  the  Saviour  say 241 

I  hear  Thy  welcome  voice 143 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 135 

I  love  Thy  kingdom.  Lord 281 

[  love  to  hear  the  story 125 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here 234 

t  need  Thee  every  hour 267 


NUMBER 

In  God's  holy  dwelling 317 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory jj 

In  the  field  with  their  flocks  abiding 67 

In  the  paradise  of  Jesus 306 

In  the  vineyard  of  our  Father 324 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling 33 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 59 

I've  found  a  friend,  oh,  such  a  friend 186 

I  was  a  wand'ring  sheep 126 

Jerusalem  my  happy  home 299 

Jerusalem  the  golden 300 

Jesus  calls  us,  o'er  the  tumult 175 

Jesus  dear,  I  come  to  Thee 197 

Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine 208 

Jesus,  gentlest  Saviour 275 

Jesus,  I  live  to  Thee 193 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 204 

Jesus  is  our  shepherd,  wiping  every  tear 225 

Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  cross 199 

Jesus  lives  no  longer  now 81 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 179 

Jesus,  meek  and  gentle 274 

Jesus,  Saviour,  hear  me  call 272 

Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me 243 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 97 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  Thee 140 

Jesus,  we  are  far  away 276 

Jesus,  when  he  left  the  sky 314 

Jesus  who  knows  full  well 227 

Joy  and  gladness,  joy  and  gladness 66 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 64 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 14T 

King  of  glory,  Saviour  dear 160 

Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation 237 

Lamb  of  God  whose  bleeding  love 78 

Lead,  kindly  Light !  amid  the  encircling  gloom .  .  247 

Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 169 

Let  glory  to  the  Lord  on  high 43 

Looking  upward  every  day 218 

Look  to  Jesus,  till  reviving 226 

Lord,  at  Thy  mercy  seat 211 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing. 12 

Lord,  do  not  leave  me 311 

Lord  God  of  morning  and  of  night 5 

Lord,  I  believe;  Thy  power  I  own 171 

Lord,  I  confess  to  Thee 137 

Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day 128 


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Nl'MBER 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 286 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 23 

Lord,  Thy  mercy  now  entreating 136 

Lord,  we  stand  before  Thy  throne 153 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 28 

Love  Divine,  all  love  excelling 262 

Mark  the  lilies  how  they  grow 231 

More  like  Jesus  would  I  be 172 

More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ 181 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 196 

My  country  !  'tis  of  thee 295 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 308 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 271 

My  Father,  hear  my  prayer 315 

My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art 56 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 177 

My  heart  is  resting,  O  my  God 202 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 255 

My  Jesus,  I  love  Thee,  I  know  Thou  art  mine. .     90 

My  Saviour,  be  Thou  near  me 149 

My  soul,  be  on  Thy  guard 148 

My  times  are  in  Thy  hand 239 

Nearer,  ever  nearer 91 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 273 

New  every  morning  is  the  love 6 

No  room  within  the  dwelling 63 

Not  for  our  sins  alone 183 

Not  your  own,  but  His  ye  are 206 

Now  a  new  year  opens 291 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 285 

Now  I  have  found  a  Friend 233 

Now  that  the  daylight  fills  the  sky 8 

Now  the  day  is  over 17 

O  Christ  our  God,  who  with  Thine  own  hast 

been 176 

O  come,  all  ye  faithful 65 

O,  come  to  the  merciful  Saviour  who  calls  you.  .  116 

O,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth loi 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness 2 

O'er  the  plains  where  the  shepherds  watched  by 

night 62 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 187 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 100 

O,  happy  day  that  fi.Ked  my  choice 203 

O,  have  you  not  heard  of  a  beautiful  stream.  . .  .  122 

O  Holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen 253 

O  love  that  casts  out  fear 182 


NUMBER 

O  love  that  wilt  not  let  me  go 210 

O  Jesus,  I  have  promised 174 

O  Jesus,  Thou  art  standing 209 

One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus 161 

On  Jesus'  love  relying 235 

On  our  way  rejoicing 236 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers 154 

O  Paradise  I  O  Paradise  ! 305 

O  Saviour,  precious  Saviour 99 

O  the  bitter  shame  and  sorrow 134 

O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 105 

O  Thou  who  makest  souls  to  shine 277 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed 108 

O  word  of  God  incarnate '. 52 

O  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above 38 

Peace,  perfect  peace,  in  this  dark  world  of  sin.  .  258 

Praise  the  Lord,  sing  hallelujah 83 

Present  with  the  two  or  three 198 

Purer  yet  and  purer 164 

Redeemed,  restored,  forgiven 133 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers 103 

Rest  of  the  weary 92 

Return  and  come  to  God 117 

Ring  out  the  bells  for  Christmas 71 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 184 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 219 

Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus 249 

Safely  through  another  week 3 

Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  name  we  raise 10 

Saviour,  I  follow  on 200 

Saviour,  lead  me  Thine  to  be 221 

Saviour,  now  the  day  is  ending 19 

Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 212 

Saviour,  Thy  dying  love 201 

Saviour,  we  are  young  and  weak 312 

Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  Thee 79 

Saviour,  while  my  heart  is  tender 207 

Siiall  we  gather  at  the  river 303 

Shine  Thou  upon  us.  Lord 289 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing 68 

Simply  trusting  every  day 250 

Since  Jesus  is  my  F"riend 240 

Sing  ye  the  songs  of  praise 70 

Soldiers  of  the  Captain 145 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 244 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 35 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus 213 


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NUMBITR 

Stars  all  bright  are  beaming 69 

Sun  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear 20 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer 47 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 45 

Sweet  praises  I  sing  in  hymns  to  the  Lord 215 

Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go 11 

Sweet  Saviour,  in  Thy  pitying  grace 259 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 76 

Take  me  in  Thine  arms  and  bless  me 15 

Take  my  life  and  let  it  be 195 

Take  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said 138 

Teach  me  to  do  the  thing  that  pleaseth  Thee.  .  .  270 

The  church's  one  foundation 280 

The  day  is  past  and  over 21 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns. . .  98 

The  joy  that  Jesus  gives 261 

The  King  of  Love  my  Shepherd  is 254 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 282 

The  old  year's  long  campaign  is  o'er 292 

There  is  a  happy  land 302 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 188 

There  is  no  sorrow.  Lord,  too  light 224 

There's  a  friend  for  little  children 309 

There's  awideness  in  God's  mercy 263 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 119 

The  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done 80 

The  sun  is  sinking  fast 14 

The  trumpet  call  of  duty 158 

Thine  forever,  God  of  love 194 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 4 

Thou  art  my  Shepherd 310 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  Thee  alone 106 

Though  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright 245 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God  whose  height 189 

Thou  whose  almighty  word 26 

Thro'  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour 248 

Thy  word,  O  Lord,  Thy  precious  word  alone  .  .  .  246 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls 124 

To-day  Thy  mercy  calls  us 121 

To  him  that  chose  us  first 25 

To  Him  that  loved  the  souls  of  men 102 

To  Thee  and  to  Thy  Christ,  O  God 85 


NUMBER 

To  Thee,  my  God,  my  Saviour 48 

To  Thee,  O  dear,  dear  Saviour 268 

Tranquil  and  peaceful  is  the  path  to  heaven 252 

Trustingly,  trustingly,  Jesus,  to  Thee 266 

Up  in  heaven,  up  in  heaven 316 

We  are  soldiers  of  Christ  who  is  mighty  to  save.  146 

Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God 214 

We  could  not  do  without  Thee 269 

We  have  not  known  Thee  as  we  ought 191 

Welcome,  happy  morning 84 

Welcome,  sacred  day  of  rest i 

We  march,  we  march  to  victory 156 

We  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 96 

What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus 222 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 75 

When  I  walk  in  God's  clear  sunlight 257 

When  morning  gilds  the  skies 32 

When  the  morning  breaketh 40 

When  the  weary  seeking  rest 220 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night.  .  58 

While  the  sun  is  shining 163 

While  we  lowly  bow  before  thee 170 

Who  is  on  the  Lord's  side 155 

With  psalms  and  hymns  and  holy  songs 49 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around 242 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 162 

CHANTS. 

Bow  down  Thine  ear 329 

Benedicte 336 

How  amiable  are  Thy  tabernacles 331 

I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes 334 

if  Thou  turn  Thy  foot 326 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord 335 

Rejoice  in  the  Lord 328 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's 327 

The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect 330 

The  Lord  upholdeth  all 332 

When  Israel  went  out 333 


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